Mrs. Flinger: Based on a True Story

In case I’m too drunk to post this later: The obligatory “I was left out at BlogHer” post 09/Jul/2008

#Life#This one time? At BlogHer?

It’s nigh. That Conference I won a trip to? That Conference I practically shit myself in total an utter fear because OH MAI GAWD I get to meet these people that Read more

From Fear to Love: A friend’s quest 08/Jul/2008

#Life#Depth and Faith

It’s no secret we’re done having children. In fact, we’re a little gun-shy in the whole “boink-a-boink-a” department because of it. In the words of Mr. Flinger, “I am a potent man!”

Now, it’s not so much a good thing.

However, I have friends who want, crave, try to have children. Who may not get the opportunity. Who undergo treatments, stress, financial burden all to obtain the thing I take for granted on a daily basis: Motherhood.

It’s a little bit astonishing to me how much I don’t appreciate my own gift of birthing to healthy babies. Some days I look at our children in marvel and wonder and think I may explode from the sheer love of having these people in my life. Other days I wonder what-the-hell... Read more

BHM: Self Tanning Disasters 07/Jul/2008

#Life#Brutally Honest Mondays

You know that I live in Seattle, which really does mean it’s sunny six times a year here. Okok, sorry, eight if you count those two days in Winter. (Picky Picky) At any rate, being in such a northern state means I’m prone to bi-polar skin. Uhhu. My skin is six degrees of tan depending on what you look at.

For example:

Mah arm. Mah leg. Oh mah gawd.

This here? My arm against my leg.

Jesus.

So what’s a girl to do? SELF TANNER! Now that there is a product made for people like me. Spray Tan! No... Read more

We are outnumbered. Chaos. Send. Booz. Stat. 03/Jul/2008

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Preparations are being made 02/Jul/2008

The Sister is coming to town today. The Laundry is being finished. The Stairs have been vacuumed. The Kids are excited.

The Beer has been stocked.

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