Mrs. Flinger: A work in progress

UPDATE TO Mrs. Flinger October 16, 2015

Because the Universe has a wicked sense of humor, after this delcaration, my blog threw up all over my last upgrade.

So I'm starting over using Craft. Turning 40 and kid entering Jr High next year, sometimes it's just time for a change. These archives will still exist in the way the last child goes off to college and their room is the same for 20 years, but it's just time to move forward.

Conversations we have too often Apr 30, 2005

“That’s a nice box.”

Costco has it all Apr 29, 2005

Playgroup went well today. I love it when it’s at my house because I can lay LB down. On the other hand, that means I *have* to wake up and get the place ready. Last night was rough. LB decided playtime shows up at 3am now. So I went to sleep again this morning with her and woke up an hour before the playgroup. *sigh* So much for impressing people with my Mrs. Cleaver skills (it’s a lie anyway).

I pick up chicks at Costco Apr 28, 2005

Today we went to Costco. LB is such an attraction for people. Old people are magnetically drawn to her. Kids point her out to their moms.  Other babies gawk. She is a big flirt and everyone enjoys her two teeth smile.

After the *sixth* person stopped me about the grocery cart cover Oma got for her, a gal with a baby came to stand behind us in line.

Unexpected Momminess Apr 27, 2005

Let’s face it, there are a lot of things about being a mommy you knew you’d love. Making your baby laugh, watching her light up when you enter a room, snuggling her while you read at night, finding a new favorite song to dance with and sing to her, bathing with her.

But there are some things I didn’t anticipate hating.

The Ultimate Mommy Brain Apr 22, 2005

#Getting to know me#got pee sticks?

Today I did something I can hardly believe. In fact, I’m so embarrassed about it, I’ll share it with all of you.

I’ve been feeling odd. Strange. Emotional. Bloated. Big-boobed. And late.