Fixing Mrs. Flinger Feb 20, 2015
I'm currently working on this website. I want to add back the links to blogs I love, some ways to find content easier, and put in archive, at last, some of the ancient articles. Come back to see updates.
My Latest Favorite Picture of my Beauty Nov 30, 2005
Ahhh, screw molars. She is my fave.
Don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater, or the dogs, or the recycling Nov 29, 2005
I understand where “don’t throw the baby out with the bath water” came from.
How the hell did I live through the first few months? I. Am. So. Tired.
Best Birth Control Ever.
You must’ve been an ok-looking baby… Nov 28, 2005
I can’t believe she’s growing up.
I’m currently going through all our photos and trimming/organizing/uploading them from the past year. I’m having a hard time choosing some of my faves to upload. But you know how you thought your kid was SO CUTE and you look back and realize.. “ehhh. Maybe she wasn’t the drop dead beauty we thought.” Ahhh, comeon now. You say it, I know you do. Maybe it’s a realitve thing. Maybe it’s that baby acne and sleep deprivation. Who knows. But you look back and think, “WOAH! I don’t remember THAT face!” and other times you look back and think, “ahhhhh.. what a cutie. WE MADE THAT!” and you’re a little proud of your genes for creating that cute lil’ thing.
Hummana Hummana Hummana Nov 28, 2005
Two things: Molars SUCK. New computer GOOD.
It’s just a GAWDDAHAM bath Nov 27, 2005
#Rants and Raves#The Flinger Family
When asked if you could please bathe the child, do not look at your wife and ask, “Why? What are YOU going to do?”
Because she will answer, ever so snidely, “I’m going to smoke pot and masterbate in the kitchen, arsehole. No, really? I’ll probably, oh, I dunno, pick up after you and do the dishes and laundry like I do every gawddaham day.”
Trust me. You asked for it.
You may shop there, but I pee there Nov 26, 2005
Does anyone else do this? ...
So, there’s this fancy store in the northwest called Nordstroms. My Mom always went to the anniversary sale because the fancy pansy items were almost affordable then. I, on the other hand, hate that place. I remember one time sitting in the store laughing at all the yuppie rich bitches shopping and making up lame bumper stickers with a friend of mine. “I’d rather be laughing at people who’d rather be shopping at Nordstroms” to counter the “I’d rather be shopping at Nordstroms” bumper sticker my Mom had on her Toyota Highlander. You know, because I was a hippie and all.
Yesterday we were downtown Portland at 7AM with all the psycho sale savin’ people. We weren’t down there to shop. No no, we were...
Stero-typically male, stero-typically hilarious (in a not haha way) Nov 23, 2005
#Social Clutz Loveable Spaz#The Flinger Family
On my way to Starbucks, on the blissfully brisk, sunny November day, there were a collection of motercycles parked out front on the street.
Next to the cycles was a collection of men drooling.
It is like seventh grade gym class all over gain, minus the shorts and lesbian gym teacher Nov 20, 2005
#Life#Getting to know me#Weght Loss and Body Image
If this was seventh grade PE, my house would be the one standing on the wall waiting to be called on to a team. My house would be the one pegged during dodge ball. My house would be the one whose shorts fell down during volleyball and everyone pointed and laughed. My house is not one of the popular girls. Nobody wants my house.
We’ve dressed her up. We’ve cleaned her up. We bought her contacts so she wouldn’t have to wear those big, clunky glasses. We redid the back yard. We painted. We scrubbed forty friggin’ years of shit off the floor. FORTY YEARS, peeps. That’s a lot o’ scrubbin’.
We have another open house today. So far, we’ve had no activity. NONE. Apparently, the FIVE people that came through in the past two months scoffed at our...
OH MAH GAH.. chronicles from the puke files Nov 17, 2005
#got pee sticks?
Y’all… I am not just feeling pukey.. I am hunched over the sink dry heaving. Why? Seriously? Here’s the theory.
Think of me today… Nov 16, 2005
I have two babies again.
This is why God didn’t feel I needed twins…