Sryashta spins golden yarn inside which she weaves your fate. (If you are a good and kind person, she may just take matters into her own capable hands and improve it.)
She is the goddess of good fortune and serves as the household assistant of Mokosh, the Slavic earth goddess.
Alright - tummies are off limits to the opinions of others when babies have come out of them. That is just the rule.
I know what you mean about nothing happening - sometimes having a blog makes you realise how many little things do go on in your life, but at other times it can expose a gapping chasm of nothing. We all have both :)
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Did your husband really say that?
Bad husband!
I believe that your husband said that. I can't believe that you would have walked away quietly.
Wow, I'm a husband and even I know not to say ANYTHING along those lines.
-J.
Your husband said that and he lives to speak about it?
I will totally kick his ass for you if you want me to.
Has he forgotten that you just had your 3rd baby in, what, 5 years? Shit. I'd like to see what HIS stomach would look like.
It's not you, dear. It's him. And two men in one week? You deserve a crown of gold for not having caused murder.
(And by crown, I didn't mean dental)
I am so excited about the newspaper thing-y!!!
Miz S is right. Hell, at the rate you're going, assorted Osmonds will look at you with great envy.
-J.
Alright - tummies are off limits to the opinions of others when babies have come out of them. That is just the rule.
I know what you mean about nothing happening - sometimes having a blog makes you realise how many little things do go on in your life, but at other times it can expose a gapping chasm of nothing. We all have both :)
Thanks for tracking down the source of newspaper clippings. I'm saving up a story to put in one.
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