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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.

PCOS Signs, Definitions, and a Poem Feb 26, 2010

#Life#TMI

For the last 20 ohmygodI’mnotkidding years, I’ve had painful ovulation followed by puffy, painful, uterus-numbing cramps. I’ve been told to “suck it up”, to take an Asprin and call back in the morning, to eat some chocolate and get over it. When I turned 25 and had my first “real job” with my first “real insurance” and “real boyfriend”, I decided to stop putting up with it and have someone fix me. Mr. Flinger (pre-Flinger days) urged me to find someone to help because sitting on the floor crying in the bathroom for 5 days during your period just didn’t seem right. Either that or suck-it-up and eat a Hersheys. The doctors told me, after a short conusltation (three times) that having a baby would help. “Are you... Read more

Nothing Beyond Feb 24, 2010

#Balance#Depth and Faith#Life

The room is hot today. Hotter than usual. I ponder this as my heart races. Perhaps it is not the room, but my head. Thoughts pound within the sides of my skull. Anger, frustration, uncertainty. I hear the sound of the room breathing, Pranayama. In. Out. In. Out. We begin our salutations. I stretch. I try to release. My tummy folds on itself and I judge it. I feel myself tense and I release again. I remind myself it birthed two children that I love dearly and not to hate it for its work. I breath in again. And out. We fold in to downward dog. Breathing. The voice from the teacher reminds us to be center. “Nothing Beyond” she says. Nothing Beyond I remind myself. Centered. On this mat. In this room. In this heat. Right now. Nothing Beyond. I find myself rattling off a... Read more

Change Feb 23, 2010

#Life#The Flinger Family

Life is a constant ebb and flow. It is change. I’ve been revisiting my favorite Buddha Book, re-reading the passages I underlined 10 years ago. Change is a big topic in Buddhism. Change is a big topic in my life right now. Even if it’s great, change is still…. Change. Change is leaving a house you brought your baby home in. Change is giving the children a backyard to grow in. Change is watching your baby grow in to a caring little man. Change is watching your daughter learn to read. I’ve never dealt well with change and yet I seek it almost in earnest. I seek to better our lives daily. I push to find new challenges. I work to bring a healthier lifestyle and a better approach to obstacles. But sometimes, even so, I wish for things to stay as they were. Not... Read more

Be vewy vewy quiet Feb 19, 2010

#Life#The Flinger Family

I feel a bit like Elmer Fudd these days. I can see the rabbit, our house, just right——-> there. Right now we’re close. We’re SO CLOSE. We have a closing date that is nearly impossible to believe. We have boxes in the house. We have painters coming. We have a zillion tons of energy and hope surging through our family. We buzz in anticipation. But oh god do not say a word or you’ll scare it. Denial is a funny thing. Denial says not to pack a single box until you know for sure. But denial hears good news and waits. Denial hears a closing date and doubts. Denial looks around the house and thinks, “we don’t have that much stuff anyway.” Denial. She’s funny, no? We enter the last seven days. THE LAST SEVEN DAYS. Paperwork is signed, bank... Read more

Because there are huge images on this blog Feb 17, 2010

#Life#Posts that suck

Wow. Apparently I think you’re all blind. Or slightly blind. Or have the terrible eyesight I have. 500 pixel mix tapes. HELLO! Really, I just wanted to push that huge tape down a post. I have posts. In my head. And all you get is some hopped-up-on-pain-killers dribble about the Olympics. That’s right. PAINKILLERS. No, wait, THE OLYMPICS ON DRUGS. But legal. I have a failed root canal that got an infection and turned me in to a 34 year old woman in the fetal position on the couch moaning, “MYTEEFMYTEEF.” It was so attractive. I begged three dentists to DO SOMETHING OMG and one did. Anti-biotics and Vicodin. And a new! root! canal! to look forward to. I win. I bet those skaters are hopped up on something. Something with sparkles. I bet they snort glitter... Read more

The Best Meat Loaf Feb 17, 2010

#Recipe-Dinner

My family loves meat loaf. Well, they love this meat loaf. The kids love to help me make it by squishing the ingredients together with their hands. They feel so empowered that they made their own dinner, it’s never a fight to have them finish it. Truly, you have no idea how miraculous those words are. I promised you the recipe and here I am delivering. FINALLY. GAWD. (Sorry) 3/4 cup Ketchup (we use organic low-sugar) 3/4 cup quaker oats 4 egg whites 1c salsa 1 Onion chopped 1 1/4 pd lean ground turkey 1pkg Knorr dry vegetable soup mix Heat oven to 350. Mix turkey, oats, egg whites, salsa, onion, and soup mix together. Mold into 13x13 pan. Top with the Ketchup and bake for 1 hour. We like it with a side of asparagus cooked in olive oil. Read more

We made you mixed tapes Feb 14, 2010

That’s love yo. That’s love. From Mrs. Flinger to You, The Interwebz Right Click and Save As for Download Songs Adelaide by Old 97’s Whistle For The Choir by The Fratellis High School Stalker by Hello Saferide The World’s Greatest by Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy Sea Green, See Blue by Jaymay Anyone Else But You by The Moldy Peaches You Love Me by Kimya Dawson Bury Me Closer by Palomar Chariots by Joseph Childress Birthday Present by Mirah Fairytale by Sarah Bareilles If We Go To The West by Nina Nastasia Pollen by Mirah Persimmon (Unplugged) by Hot Bitch Arsenal Simple Song by Emily Arin You Could Be Happy by Snow Patrol 5 Years Time by Noah And The Whale Honey Bee by Zee Avi Remember The Mountain Bed by Billy Brag and Wilco From Mr. Flinger to The... Read more

I always knew I was Demi and he was my Ashton Feb 11, 2010

#Life#Rants and Raves

We don’t “DO” Valentine’s Day. We never have. We do “The Discount Chocolate Day” on February 15th, but not a day before. We do “let’s go to the mountain today” or “let’s make home-made cookies” or “let’s go to the beach” but we don’t do Vday. Vday is too.. I dunno.. Venereal sounding for me. I’ve always told Mr. Flinger if I asked him to do something nice for me on Valentine’s day it means he’s in deep shit. VERY deep shit. Instead, I prefer not getting a dozen roses or a card with a half-assed scribbled, “with love, your-husband-that-sleeps-next-to-you-every-night-remember-me?” He better be making an effort to love the me other days of the year and if he’s... Read more

Carb Swap- A Great Alternative Pancake Feb 11, 2010

#Recipe-Breakfast

I’ve started reducing our sugar intake thanks to The Belly Fat Cure and half a dozen other resources that have scared the ever-living-shit out of me in regards to sugar. DEATH IN A PACKET ZOMG. Sweet, lovely, death. Anyway, so I’ve cut back on our sugar. Turns out? You only need about 15g of sugar A DAY to live. I KNOW! RIGHT? Crazy effers. But it’s true. I started this and am living to talk about it. The kids, tho, are a harder sell. So in the spirit of keeping our favorite foods around, and believe me when I tell you my son is a pancake connoisseur, (he man knows his pancakes) I’m adopting this new recipe for a healthier, lower carb pancake. Pancakes: 2 1/3 cups Organic Soy Flour 2 TBSP. plus 1/2 tsp. Baking Powder 1 tsp. Xylitol 1/2 tsp. Salt 4 eggs 1... Read more

Desk is to Chair as Ass is to Spreading Wildly Without Concern Of Emotional Recoil Feb 09, 2010

#Fitness#Weght Loss and Body Image

Here’s something. You remember those horrific questions on the SAT and GRE? Those “This is to That as That is to _____” and then you have to pick from a list that matches NOTHING and OMG my fourteenth #2 pencil just broke and I need a smoke and I don’t even smoke. I’m a living proof those standardize tests do two things: 1. Prove nothing. I was told, after each test, to just go live barefoot in the kitchen because you stupid whore, you can’t even do a multiple choice test well and mygod what will society do with a creative thinker? and b) traumatize me forever. Which is obvious with the start of this post. In other traumatic, although not unexpected news, I’ve gained weight. That’s right, laugh all you want. EATING CLEAN IS MAKING ME... Read more