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Renee and I had dinner at a Thai restaurant, and we talked about how we both love Barack.
"But I don't like to listen to him talk about his policies," Renee said. She's a social studies teacher, by the way.
"You only like to hear about hope and change and stuff?" I asked.
"Right," she said definitively. "Because let's be honest, the rest doesn't REALLY matter." Barack is a good citizen, I'm pretty sure she meant, and that's the most important thing.
Later, Renee made fun of me for talking about my reptilian post-partum brain and also for saying I'm really good at breastfeeding. But I am really good at breastfeeding, and I'm not afraid to say it.
1 comment:
i'm sticking my tongue out - you know and sniffing for danger :) renee
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