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.
Summer Jun 30, 2008
This week will be heavy on the photos. It’s not that there aren’t wonderful stories of laughing, singing, and drinking to go along with them, it’s that there is so much laughing, drinking and singing going on that I can’t write them.
Not yet anyway.
So join me in what is sure to become “PHOTOBLOG WEEK 2008” among the blogosphere. Or at least in Flingerville.
Summer is backyard BBQ’s and Karaoke and Beer and Friends.
Some days, all at the same time.
Brutally Honest Monday: Opinion via Pictures Jun 29, 2008
#Life#Brutally Honest Mondays
This week’s post comes to you via Mr. Flinger and the Beard That Isn’t.
Personally? I love the beard.
(And, I’m finally going to make a list of people tomeet lick at BlogHer. Just comment on the entry to get added to the list and show off your pride germaphobia by posting a badge. If you wanna. That is.)
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One of my many laws Jun 27, 2008
As Mom, I have the ability, nay, the right to make up laws the family must follow. These can, and will, change at whim. This law, however, has been around since the dawn of our marriage, well before children and obligations and stress:
Law 2 section 1.2 reads as such:
If the sun is streaming in to the room and makes [watching tv] [being on the computer] [playing video games] too difficult, it is time to go outside.
Don’t break law #2 this weekend, kids. You don’t want to know Law #3.
Go forth and enjoy!
Why you can’t take our politics too seriously Jun 26, 2008
Last night Mr. Flinger and I had an hour and a half long discussion about the Supreme Court’s Ruling in the Child Rape Case. It started out something like this, “I couldn’t listen anymore because I swear to God if anyone EVER touched LB or Little Man O (of the former Baby O) I’d take law in to my own hands and end up in jail myself.”
It ended something like this:
“And then! Then we could stick ALL the murderers and rapists on one island.”
“Yea! Yea! And we could watch them like that Jim Carrey movie... what’s the name?”
“Right! Yea, and then we watch them for fifty years and we’re all old and decrepit.”
“Exactly. And we watch because they got nothing but sticks to defend themselves and maybe some...
If I had all the answers Jun 26, 2008
Last night I had my first, full fledged panic attack. I haven’t had one in years, not since our car was totaled passing through a green light by a 19 year old on her cell. I used to have them on and off for a full two years or so after that day. It was almost always related to driving and it was almost always short lived and managable.
Last night, at 1:00 AM as I crawled in to bed, I literally thought I was going to die.
My throat closed.
My heart raced.
My head spinned.
I ran through the list of possibilities: allergies? virus? heart attack?
I didn’t have anything odd last night, not even anything to drink. I had my usual Fuzze, cabbage soup and water. I worked until about 12:30 this morning laying out the foundation for time management over the next few months.
Craving Me Jun 24, 2008
#Life#Getting to know me#Depth and Faith
There are some things in my life now that are so familiar, I can recall the smells and sounds as if I’m standing there, ten or twenty years ago. Others are so new and wirey, I can barely choke down the change before time is up and new smells and sounds arrive.
This morning on my jog, I turned the corner to the downhill in front of our street and saw the Cascade Range. It exudes summertime right now with the blue shadows and dusts of snow. It is one of those familiar sights to me while running that make this place home. I’m nearly 19 again running in cross country or gearing up for the season the summer prior staring in earnest at the finish line.
The thing most unfamiliar is the stroller I push and what it carries.
For some reason, the mister and I have taken note,...
Brutally Honest Monday: Suckit. Jun 23, 2008
#Life#Brutally Honest Mondays
If I am going to be Brutally Honest with you today, Internet, let me tell you this:
I do not feel like blogging today. Blogging can suckit.
The cop that gave me a ticket in front of our friends because I was driving three miles over the previous speed limit prior to the change on a down-hill can suckit.
The thirty minutes I spent looking for my keys can suckit.
This Monday can suckit.*
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*(That’s what he said)
NomNomNom Jun 19, 2008
Taking my new addiction just a little too far:
I submitted my own omnomnomnom.com photo.
That’s right. I’m a geek.
*hat tip to Karen for thetime suck link and to Sweetney who I think twittered it where Karen found it. Or something like that.
**I’m compiling a list of people to lick so please Go sign up if you haven’t already!
How do you choose who takes your kids in the event of the unthinkable? Jun 18, 2008
I’ve mentioned on perhaps only a half million occasions, that I have a slight tendency to hypochondria. :: GASP :: I know! Right? Like you had NO IDEA I’d be this way.
So when I smacked my head on the kids’ bunk bed tonight, I immediately turn to Mr. Flinger (who turns 34 today) and ask, “Are my pupils ok?”
Because hi, that is the natural next question.
I spent the next two or three hours playing with my eyeballs in the bathroom mirror. :: click light on :: pupils contract! :: click light off :: pupils dilate!
So far, so good.
Then, for no reason what-so-ever that I can figure out, he asks what we’ll be doing with the children if anything was to, gulp, happen to us. “Why? Why are you asking that tonight of all...
Brutally Honest Monday: I will lick you Jun 17, 2008
#Life#Brutally Honest Mondays
I mentioned my unfortunate need to exclaim “I will LICK you!” when I hear people I love will be going to BlogHer. I’d like to say I’m pretty much joking but given enough of the sauce, I may not be.
How is this brutally honest? The part of the “drinking of Teh Sauce” or the part about sharing germs via my tounge that is truly disgusting and sending people grabbing their purell?
To be Brutally Honest with you there are two things you need to know before I pull out the licks.
1. I love you. I read you. I sweartogod I do. Prolly in my feedreader because I’m a lazy bitch like that. I probably giggle wildly, or nod and then remember I should be working and forget to comment. So it’s true, I suck. TA DA!
2. I won’t remember you...