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Potential Blog Taglines:

    Ann’s Rants: One Hairy Mofo

    Ann’s Rants: Writing quiets the horrendous children’s music in my head

    Ann’s Rants: I wish I could remember that awesome one I thought of last night

    Ann’s Rants: A Lillian Vernon catalog for the weary

    Ann’s Rants: I fucking hate potty training

    Ann’s Rants: Codependent Some More

    Ann’s Rants: Physical Comedy, Physical Therapy

    Ann’s Rants: Assembling dinner. Again.

    Ann’s Rants: Get your furry ass off my keyboard

    Ann’s Rants: (Not YOU, my cat)

    Ann’s Rants: Give Pants A Chance

    Ann’s Rants: Trying to spell judgement and priviledge

    Ann’s Rants: The ‘Sconnie Jewess, almost named Louis*

    Ann’s Rants: I don’t know how to end this

    Ann’s Rants: Remind me of your name

    *according to my mom, had I been a boy

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    1. I love these. My favorite is the “trying to spell judgment and privilege” one. Of course if you’d number them, I could have just referred to the number.

    2. I’m partial to “give pants a chance.” (Perhaps because we are having to teach our three year-old son that flashing his pantsless parts through the living room window at the Jehovah’s Witness ladies standing at the front door is against the rules.)

    3. Had I been a boy, my mother planned to name me Houston. And my dad worked overtime to convince her NOT to name me Delta, after her grandmother. Clearly my mom does not need to be naming things.
      Lillian Vernon for the weary- beautiful.
      I fucking hate potty training, too.

    4. OK so…I think it was meant to be that I’ve been too busy for blog reading until today. Because just yesterday I took a shower at my parent’s home. Where there are razors. No really, I haven’t had a razor in the longest time. Every time I’ve gotten in the shower for the last however long (LOOONG) I’ve cursed myself for NOT remembering to get razors. Anyway, I took to shaving since my parent’s house has razors and when I went to shave my arm pit (is that one word or two?) I honestly scared myself. So yeah. I would choose One Hairy Mofo. In honor of me. Thank you.

      Also, did you know I only grow hair in one armpit/arm pit? (I think it’s armpit?) I don’t know why, but it’s my weird thing that I share when I’m supposed to share something weird about me. N’er a hair in the leftie.

      WOW. I’m sick and delirious. Can you tell?

    5. Am I the only vote for I Fucking Hate Potty Training? Because I am the mom who let her kids wear diapers until they started kindergarten. So convenient when they can change their own!