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.
Just promise not to poop in the garage Feb 22, 2006
Sorry, y’all, but I can’t give too many more details. I’m not exactly superstitious (ok, a little), but when messing with things of karmic proportions (karmic is now a word), I don’t want to chance it (and yes I’ll stop using parentheses soon.)
If I’m not around to your blogs for a little bit, it’s only because I’m in the midsts of some things but know I love you and your blogs and please, oh please don’t feel abandoned and poop in the garage when we leave for the weekend.
Now, since you have time and all, please go check out Jane’s insanely talented knitting! The girl is the best. She made me these:
And, lest I degrade the power of the flip-flops with my pasty white, not-ready-for-Spring feet, here they are on me,...
Dreams and other fluffy shit Feb 20, 2006
#Depth and Faith
Have you ever had a dream, something you’ve wanted for some time now, something you’ve been working toward for so long you began to get comfortable with the dream state? Did you ever start to LIKE that it was a dream? A goal? The “when we do this” became “if we do this” and then “we can still, if we want to, but if we don’t, it’s ok”?
We have. We are. We do.
I played the Euphonium for a reason. That’s right, E-U-P-H-O-N-I-U-M Feb 17, 2006
#Depth and Faith
Sometimes I feel it’s hard to be set apart. I feel as if I’m just another average girl in an average house with her average Target clothing and her average hairdo and her average little life. I’m trying to find something I can excel at, something that I can do and feel good about.
I know! I tell myself, I’ll start my own web design company! But who DOESN’T have a web design company? Also, think I’m overwhelmed now? Yea. I can’t even remember to bill the four people I do hosting for as it is.
Oh! Oh! What about getting published! I wanna be published! I might as well line up in the heard o’ sheep waiting to be discovered by some publisher that will like her shit just as it is, without all the editing or rejection that would make me crawl...
Thursday Thirteen: Quotables Edition Feb 16, 2006
Here y’all go! ENJOY! (and check because it’s possible that YOU are featured in this one) muhahaha
I’m alive, but barely Feb 15, 2006
#Rants and Raves#The Flinger Family
Please. Bring. Chocolate.
Toddler. Is. Teething.
Turning. Two. Too. Soon.
Notes of the vagina chronicles, not mine Feb 08, 2006
Since I’m currently not with child, despite all the pregnancy tests I seem to enjoy taking, (note to self: Buy stock in EPT) I realized how many of the Flinger Friends are either newly pregnant or about to push forth a watermelon from their hayhay. And I thought, “OH! We MUST celebrate the miracle of the hayhay! Oh, so stretchy hayhay, may you stretch and not rip and be good to the moms of those who brave the possibility of pooping on a table in front of several people they will have to look into the face of later! It’s a Party!”
So, I set up a page for those blogs who I’m currently stalking to see the title, “Water busted” or “Making like a fetus..” or “Holy shit this hurts.” You know, something to alert me to the...
Thursday Thirteen: From the deep, dark pits of negativity Feb 02, 2006
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)
HALT PRODUCTION Feb 01, 2006
#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.)