All my best stuff gets lost in a twitter stream 30/Oct/2009

So this is what it looks like to be in your mid thirties.

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MY OMG MID-THIRTIES PEOPLE.

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Christhellonacracker when did that happen. Right, in tiny amounts of time known as DAYS that added up and BAM I hit thirty-four.

So if you follow me on twitter, which you totally... Read more

Community and The Stuff We’re Made Of- Reflecting on EECI2009 and Mommy Bloggers 27/Oct/2009

I have so many wonderful photos and stories to share about being at the EECI2009 conference. Community. The Spirit of Lifting Each Other Up. Truly inspirational.

I’ve been to a lot of conferences as of late. Blog Conferences, Development Conferences. Twestivals. But the conferences surrounding the ExpressionEngine Community is by far my favorite experience to date. I wish you could all experience this.

It’s a drastic change from the mommy blogger drama.

I had meals with the “stars” of the EE community. The... Read more

Sunrise over Amsterdam 21/Oct/2009

Did you know that if you look on a map, “Holland” isn’t there? NO. What’s this bullshit about me going to “Holland” then? Well, apparently I’m in The Netherlands which is just sort of in the middle of all the peace-keeping, fence-sitting, pot-smoking countries. And BYGOD I love it here.

I’m here on business which means I’m here representing Engine Hosting who, along with my new friend WHOOOOOZE, sponsored my trip here so that I could speak at the Read more

This is the way to Grandma’s house 18/Oct/2009

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It’s quiet. It’s too quiet. I never realized you can hear the upstairs clock from the living room. In fact, I never realized you can hear each clock’s second hand tick in an off-beat pattern together. Three clocks in all ticking loudly.

You can hear the refrigerator hum, too. And a plane from outside. And the DVR always crunching its hard drive.

The house is missing the children. I am missing the children. They left about... Read more

Because this day is EPIC. EPIC I tell you. 16/Oct/2009

I realize Nobody cares what I had for lunch but you WILL ALL CARE about my day. I speak with authority because I have that kind of power today. The kind of power that gets shit done AND has a beer at 3:00pm.

I am one of the most influential women. In my head.

Here is, in a boring amazingly horrid long list with time-stamps, my day.

6AM - 8AM Stuff happens at home.

8AM- Toddler counts to sixty by himself with minimal help. I plot his future which includes supporting Mr. Flinger and I in our old age.... Read more

Looking back and the archives I’m thankful for 13/Oct/2009

If ever you think you want top blogging, or wonder why you do it, and I know you will, I have something for you: You used to write well back when you started and then you got busy and forgot and now you write shit. So keep those archives handy, ok?

Also, because one day you just might be glad you blogged through your entire miscarriage experience so you can sit with a friend and empathize in a way you might not remember three years later.

I was doing just this very thing, fishing around my miscarriage archives, when I looked up, teary, at my... Read more

OHMYGOD I Am One Of THEM. AKA: I’m clearly medicated 12/Oct/2009

Did I just totally gush out on you? Dearchrist. I just re-read my post and…

I think I threw up a little bit in my mouth.

When I started blogging, I was in grad school. I was plowing through programming which at the time, was akin to having my toenails shaved by the lovely asian gals until my toes were nubbins of bone. I used to envision this as I was studying the Java Sun Packages. I’d think,... Read more

Inspiring 12/Oct/2009

I know we’re all busy and yet we somehow manage to maintain this space on the Interweb. We drive to it most nights grasping for some bit of ourselves. It’s our haven.

So know that when I say I’m drowning, I’m not asking for you to save me, but maybe just to toss in some floaties.

And a beer.

Or three.

I could post my todo list for you here. We could marvel at its length. We could giggle, “Wow, what a large todo list you have, Mrs. Flinger” and make 12 year old remarks.

Or we could look at some pictures of my kids... Read more

Healthy Pancakes 11/Oct/2009

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My son is a pancake freak. Periodically at night he’ll ask, “MORE PANCAKES.” And by periodically, I mean every so often at 2Am. It’s like he’s having a sloppy pancake dream.

PANCAKES!

I use a recipe from my favorite cookbook, “Eating For... Read more

The Working Mom: Improv #239 09/Oct/2009

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It took a long time for my brain to switch to work mode. I was so used to carrying around diapers and fourteen days worth of crackers that I often walked in to client meetings and sighed as I shoved aside four diapers, wipes, three fruit leathers and a nondescript item from what appears to be of a “gummy” family. Or once was.

I can’t tell you when it happened that I actually stopped carting around my child’s extra pair of... Read more