Mrs. Flinger: A work in progress

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.

One handed typing Nov 30, 2007

Stardate: 7:15AM Lately each time I sit at the computer, one (or both) of my children have some sort of catastrophe. Then there’s the regular stuff, like bills and emails and whatnot. I guess the short short version is that I’m 1 handed typing (again) and this post has taken, wait, thirty minutes? 1 handed typing takes 4 eva So, instead of taking another six hours to say my plans for my website (I have planzzz! Finally! A PLAN!) let me tell you of some great people who say things better. And probably use both hands to do it: Marie talks about the difficulty in finding mom friends. Jenny at MamaDrama brings up the question of cash for blogging. El-e-e talks about their holiday traditions including her fake tree. Rhima makes me pee myself reading about postpartum... Read more

Basing my self worth on the cereal isle Nov 26, 2007

Somewhere along the way I got it all wrong. Somewhere I got so competitive with myself that I decided to fail before I started. Somewhere I decided if someone else already did it, I might as well not even try. Because why put myself through the agony and not get the job? Why work on a business when others do it better? Why start a podcasting site when it’s been done. (And maybe even better.)  Why you ask? Because General Mills and Kellog, that’s why. Because Firefox. Because Apple. Because Tullys. We teach our children that each one is unique. Each one is special. You are SPECIAL! We tell them. Then we hope they don’t log on to the Internet and find out they are exactly just like a gob of other people who are living their life better than they are. Second... Read more

Keeping score Nov 25, 2007

#Life#Parenting Siblings#Rants and Raves#The Flinger Family

Mr. Flinger and I often take turns with Baby O’s night feedings. There’s the 12-2AM feeding and the 3-5AM feeding. I have the unfortunate side effect of staying awake for hours if my sleep is interrupted while he can pass out pretty much the second the baby is back in his crib, regardless of the status of the baby. This same quality, I noted, is what makes a man fall asleep .2 seconds after sex. There’s magic testosterone, I swear. I remember thinking that regardless of which “shift” I took with LB, I would inevitably get screwed. If I took the first shift, she’d be up screaming until 2:59AM and pass out through his shift. If I took the 3AM shift, she’d sleep until 3:01AM and scream my shift again. That kid hated me. I know it. She tried for two... Read more

A post! A post! She’s posting! With free stuff! And exclamation points!! Nov 24, 2007

Hey, could someone pick up the girl in the back? She just fainted. Apparently she didn’t expect Mrs. Flinger to ever post again.  But look! I’m here! I’ve been here. Well, I’ve been here, actually. I’ve been there for hours upon hours getting ready for our grand opening. I’ve also been here a lot, too. It’s totally paid off. LeanneIam won the challenge. My thanks to everyone of Y’all who participated and made this goal a little closer this holiday season of really bad temptations. (You didn’t think I could do that, did you? HA! I life in the face of long sentences! And punctuation! HA. HA I say!) And here’s the fun part.. there are things. THINGS to be had. THINGS you can have for FREE. Or, maybe, some blog love and a... Read more

November is Premature Awareness Month Nov 14, 2007

#Life#The Flinger Family#Baby O#{W}rite-of-passage

It feels so long ago now, the beeping of the monitors, the worry, the stress. So long since I sent updates from my phone from his NICU bedside. Eons since I spontaneously went in to labor. So long since that first time I held him, two days later. Vdog’s recount of her son’s birth sounded so much like our own. At the time, you’re alone. You’re guilty. You’re scared. You sit in a room of silence knowing it’s not right. Something is wrong. In reality, everything is wrong. We grew to know each beep, each nurse, each procedure. We were there one week and we grew comfortable in an often scary and life altering environment. Some people are not as lucky. I’ve stopped proceeding Baby O’s actual age with his adjusted age. I usually never mention... Read more

Now as a series: Mother Effer #2 Nov 12, 2007

#Life#Mother F.U.C.K.E.R.

As long as people keep getting stupid, there will be a Mother F.U.C.K.E.R movement. So people? Here’s installment #2: Apparently, get this, You aren’t supposed to eat your iphone. Right. Wanna hear that again? Don’t. Eat. Your. iPhone. “SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Ingesting or inhaling your iPhone or iPod earbuds may be hazardous to your health.” Ok, I get that people are in to burning things or sniffing things or whatever. But since when is eating your iPhone worthy of CNN reporting? Isn’t there, like, a war going on? Global warming to report about? Socialized medicine? Anything? Beuhler? No? Eating your iPhone it is, then. Good choice, CNN Chief Medical Correspondent Dr. Sanjay Gupta. Here, this is for you: Take this and stick it to your... Read more

Bob Marley, Three Year Old Style Nov 07, 2007

#Life#The Flinger Family

One day in the bath, while Mr. Flinger bathed LB and I bathed Baby O (the “usual” night time routine), he told LB to get up, stand up. I started singing, “Get up, Stand up! Stand up for your rights!” We all sang this song, or rather, this one verse, until bedtime and again the next night feeling so smug with ourselves. About a week later LB starts singing it on her own. “Get up stand up! Stand up for your lefts.” At least she knows her opposites. Read more

The Dog Ate My Homework, 2007 ed. Nov 06, 2007

#Life#Posts that suck#{W}rite-of-passage

I came to the coffee shop to get some work done here and here and here. I got comfy with my decaf, sugar free, fat free milk creamer Americano (per this.) and replied to a couple of emails. I opened a new browser tab (thank god for this) and typed in “T-W-I-T…” thinking my browser would bring me to twitter from the history list. It didn’t. I ended up here. And, well, I love him and I subscribe to her and their podcast and go to bed at night praying ours will be that good one day. I saw he was up for a weblog award and I clicked over to vote. Then I realized, “hu, weblog awards? Again? Dude. I NEVER know when these things are coming up. I’m like the weblog award bastard child. I’d LOVE to nominate some people, damnit!” This is true.... Read more

Poo and Frogs and Unnatural Water: What the world is coming to. Nov 05, 2007

#Life#Rants and Raves#{W}rite-of-passage

Well, whaddy’a know? I missed Day four. Day. Fucking Four, people. And by F’ing four I mean Frogs. (Wait, I’m getting ahead of myself, hang on.) So, it turns out I chose naked time over posting. I chose a date and a clean house and grocery shopping over posting here yesterday. I picked out the Mexican Restaurant, The Movie, and The Place To Do It, but I did not pick out a topic to write about here. So I won’t be winning any stunning prizes this month. But that’s ok. I got to Do It. Not that I’m one to kiss and tell. .... moving on .... The cursing has increased tenfold here. Have you noticed? Yes, Yes you have. You said to yourself, “Well, effing holy hell! Look! I can say fuck and not get banned!” and then you laughed and cussed and... Read more

Site Business.. an incredibly boring day 3 (Sorry ahead of time but it has to be done) Nov 03, 2007

#Life#Posts that suck#{W}rite-of-passage

I have this hobby. It’s a little more than a hobby, in fact, I teach it. I make a living doing it. I just wish I did it better. I’m re-vamping a few bugs in this design here. (And by Bugs, I mean my fear and loathing of Internet Explorer.) I’m also working on a few other teeny tiny projects that I’ll be able to share with you again. In the mean time, here’s where this here website stands. In shit. Ok, sorry, that was the short short version. Now? For the long(ish) version. I’ve been keeping my fitness posts here. But that page is all effed up right now. And I still want a place for everyone taking part in the Weightloss War to update and everyone struggling or triumphing over their weight to confess/open up/share. Yaknow? Like, in private and with... Read more