Red Punch Blog Blog

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My gimp arm

I had to check myself this past weekend. I had a momentary pity party. Or a glimpse of reality. Something like that. Either way it was fucking ridiculous. And why am I writing this...

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I’m No Longer Pissed

About 11 1/2 years ago I was pissed. How the fuck do I remember, you may wonder?? Because I had just found out I was having a baby boy. I was just sure I...

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Parents Say the Darndest Things

I just spent a week with my parents. I’m exhausted. From fun. They are a blast. Even my dad, who has to be fixing something or building shit or teaching one of us something....

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Birthday Bravery

How often are you afraid? Is there such a thing as a healthy amount of fear? Or does it depend on the situation? I have no idea, but I do know that my daughter...

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How Pokemoning Became Sexy

    In elementary school I had the cutest, most innocent little friend, Danya. We were in Girl Scouts together, had sleepovers all the time and unknowingly taught each other a lot along the...

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Resting Bitch-Face

So, I told my daughter about the last post I wrote. Which is basically telling her that she can be quite the terrifying little shitty shit shit when she wants to be. But, I...

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The Post-Coital Type Let-Down

I don’t want to sound like a whiny bitch, but vacations are hard. But only after they’re over. On my quest to say¬†Fuck It and do some shit without reservation, I found myself in...