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.
These are a few of my favorite things Jul 31, 2007
#Getting to know me#Good News
A good friend of mine turns thirty this month. Oh, GASP! THIRTY! She sent out an email asking some of us what our favorite parts of being thirty were. It’s a really good question and I finally have the answer.
My libido, it has finally arrived.
There’s this cruel rumor that travels around the High Schools which touts that boys peak sexually at 17, women at 30. At 16 years old, it’s easy to laugh about because HAHA ON YOU! You horny little man! The joke, it is not so funny at thirty. Actually, it’s annoying. Or cruel. Really really cruel.
So I sit around with my girlfriends and we list out our five. “Your five?!” You’re asking. Yes, our FIVE. You know, the five people we find attractive and are giving free ride (er, pun not intended) to...
Friends don’t let Friends blog drunk Jul 30, 2007
Our biggest window faces the only “court” in our complex. Across the courtyard are several town homes of which people occupy with other large windows. This lends itself to peeping. I happen to know there is a gay couple who live in the flat behind us and a police man who lives directly across from us. Or, maybe he’s a low-grade police man (read: security gaurd). Either way, for some reason, I feel the need to hide my third beer as if I’m in high school and the cops give a shit that I happen to enjoy a Sam Adam’s light every now and again.
jeeeze. It’s LIGHT for godsakes.
There is a cardinal rule that you do not blog drunk. Or if you do, you warn your readers. Because? This is what happens when you blog drunk.
I get horribly sentimental when I’m...
The defining moment in a woman’s life *now with a tiny update Jul 29, 2007
#Getting to know me#Weght Loss and Body Image
I remember my mother once telling me she looked in the mirror and saw Grandma. I must’ve been about 10 years old when she informed me my life would way day come to a screeching halt and I’d find myself laying on the floor in front of our full length mirror bawling my mother’s eyes out. I didn’t realize it would happen so soon.
Maybe it’s because I just spent an entire month with her. Maybe it’s because I just had my second child, not too much younger than she had her second child. Maybe it’s because now I am the same age she was in all those family photos of my childhood. Or, maybe it’s because Erin said, “I never realized how much you looked like your mother.” I’ll blame my mid-life crisis on her. (You know i luff...
Belonging (Or why I’m ok that I’m not in Chicago this weekend) Jul 26, 2007
#Depth and Faith
I find myself in an odd place in life. Having grown up in a church, raised with like-minded people who could recite the Apostle’s Creed by heart, there was always an abundance of people around. There was an automatic system for support, or “fellowship” as the churchy people say. I left the Catholic church for a more “progressive” church during college and found other like-minded people again. There was a social network readily available. But most importantly, there was some being in my brain, this “God” that I would speak to. I was never truly alone.
These ideals finally fell off, after a few years of questions and unsatisfying answers and even more unfortunate run-ins with “God’s People”, and I finally laid to rest the idea that...
Mostly Wordless Wednesday Jul 25, 2007
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iTunes giftcard goes to Kathie for her entry:
Thanks to everyone for their input. I went with a #1 modified A-line cut. Y’all know your stuff!
Virtual Makeover and a GiveAway! *updated with a new style! Jul 20, 2007
#Weght Loss and Body Image
About once a year I get all “PPfffttt I hate my hair. I hate my body. I have nothing to wear and that bitch over there looks great in her A-line layered cut and I look like a mom!” Ok, maybe more than once a year. But I usually only post about it once a year.
This year is a little different. I’ve taken action! I’ve taken photos! I’ve uploaded photos to websites and tried hair on like a teenager with too much time on her hands! (How this is possible, don’t ask, because LB will tell you something about Sesame Street on a loop or some such nonsense, silly girl.)
And here I am as Jennifer Anniston. The resemblance is uncanny!
So, here’s how things are going down as far as I know:
I have a few pictures here, numbered, for you to tell me what...
The post that keeps on postin’ *Now complete with commentary and blogger’s remorse Jul 15, 2007
Time: July 15th 8:10pm
I honestly have no idea how people with two small kids blog. I’m not sure who LB is more jealous of, the computer or her new brother. Either way, any time I try to sit down and write something, let alone something remotely fun or spunky, her little world has some crisis and her brother magically starts screaming. It’s uncanny.
For the last eight weeks I’ve been posting in stages. Stage 1: Make up the title and click “Save Draft”. Walk away from computer to fix meltdown. Stage two: Write something and click Save Draft repeatedly in between a myriad of feeding/helping/entertaining/soothing. This stage could take hours or days. Stage three: edit and scan for punctuation and spelling. (I usually skip stage three these days.) Stage four:...