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.

Thursday Thirteen: From the deep, dark pits of negativity Feb 02, 2006

#Thursday Thirteen

Sorry for the very negative slant on this one. But hell, it’s kina what’s going on now and I’ve promised to be honest here. Enjoy! (at your own risk)


#Rants and Raves

So, here I was all happy happy joy joy, I love being a mom! My kid is the best!

Damn karma. DAMN KARMA.

I officially halt any production of child #2 henceforth known as “no way in hell.”

When did I get to be one of “those” moms? Feb 01, 2006

#Depth and Faith

I think I have a problem. I recently became one of “those” moms. You know the ones of which I speak. The “My kid is the best ever!” and “ohhh, my kid is so perfect” and “she/he is such a joy having around. His poop smells lovely!”

WHEN? WHAT? HOW? did this happen people?

I still have some symblance of the bitchy post partum woman that I’ve come to know and love. Sure, she’s a little scraggly, flabby, and clueless at times, but overall, I’ve become pretty comfy in my new skin. (And, there’s a lot more of my new skin to be comfy in, btw.)