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.

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

In Which We Promise to Make Fools Of Ourselves (Nablopomo #2) Nov 02, 2007

#Life#{W}rite-of-passage#Weght Loss and Body Image

This weekend, Michelle and I will take part in the Pineapple Classic on behalf of Mamaspod. We’ll be podcasting live from the start and finish of the race. This race is to help blood cancers like Leukemia and Lymphoma. If you’d like to make a donation, please click the DONATE button below. (Did I mention it’s an obstacle course? And we don’t train? And we have to work as a team? And there will be pictures and podcasting? Oh, I did mention that. ... ) Read more

Nah blow me Nov 01, 2007

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

Last year I watched as everyone played I wasn’t sure I could hack it This year I thought, what the effing hey? Maybe I’ll take a crack at it Day one and I’m here a-trying to write a post in rhyming It does truly suck but what the fuck Nobody said I had good timing. (You can blame Jennifer for this. I do.) (Are you doing Nablopomo? Lemme know, yo. So I can add yer bad ass self to my lonely ass online networking dweebness. Pleaseness.) (No more rhyming and I mean it!) (Anyone want a peanut?)   Read more

One of these things is not like the other Nov 01, 2007

#The Flinger Family

We did the whole “head out and get candy from strangers, but kids, never do this again unless I tell you it’s ok and I will always eat your candy to be sure it’s ok” holiday. LB wasn’t too sure about things at first until she found out she got suckers. Baby O was a pea in the pod (all together now? Ahhhhh.) LB was Cinderella (comment on her shoes here. Oohh! They LIGHT UP! Oooolala!) and I? Well. I was the scariest of them all. With the ability to make small children bawl, husbands slink off to the kitchen to do the dishes, and three year olds choose an hour of alone time in their room instead of spending time among the wrath: I was PMS, hormonal, postpartum, sweat-suit wench woman. I eat small children and raw macaroni necklaces. But only... Read more