Word: growingly
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Dates: during 2000-2000
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...want to be with my kids as they grow up and would be even happier to split the time at home with a like-minded husband. Not because I think working parents can't be great parents--in fact, my mom raised us by herself, worked full-time and never missed a baseball game or concert. I was surprised when I walked her to her gate at the airport on Sunday and asked what she thought. "Tig," she said, "I wish I could have stayed home with you." I asked her why. She said she could have been a better...
...hope I will be able to make the choice to be at home while my children grow up. Many mothers and fathers struggle with long hours at multiple jobs with inflexible hours to provide homes for their families and do not have the luxury of deciding to stay home with their children. Conversely, some women and men do not want to stay home with their families full or part time--also a valid choice...
...seems that once you get to a certain number of women in a field, it's easier to keep and grow that number," Malcolm said. "But then what happened in computer science, where we reached numbers in the high 30s percentage-wise, only to slide downhill? Is it the subject or is it the numbers...
...love and admiration that Chick lavishes on Ravelstein, he also notes some of their deep disagreements on fundamental matters. Ravelstein, the brilliant teacher of classical philosophy and political theory, thinks Chick's artistic temperament as a writer of fiction represents a refusal to grow up and grapple with the real world of public affairs: "Either you continue to live in epiphanies or you shake them off and take up trades and tasks, you adopt rational principles and concern yourself with society, or politics." Chick responds, "His severity did me good," but adds, "I had no intention, however, of removing...
...long time, I've overcompensated for my lack of manliness through sportswriting, porn watching and stock buying, but deep down I know I'm a little shy on T. I cannot yell at other drivers, raise my voice, pick up women in a bar or grow a full beard. All whiskey, no matter how expensive, just tastes like burning. Yet deep inside I long to sleep around, to kick some ass, to release my first rap album. As I saw it, I had little choice but to score some of that testosterone gel when it comes out this summer...