I have a bone to pick, Kelly. I happen to get those amazing “be more” Electrolux Washer/Dryers you speak so highly of. No, I wasn’t actually trying to be just like you, GOD no, why would I want to do that? I know small dogs less annoying than you are. BUT, I did find an amazing deal on a pretty amazing washer/dryer set and after drooling and researching, decided to plunge in to debt for the sake of Laundry.
And oh, how it was worth it.
My clothes don’t fly in to the closet or hang themselves like yours do.
Respect the sticker!
#Life #The Flinger Family
My children, they do not respect the sticker. Remember getting the coveted sticker and agonizing over where to place it? You didn’t just put it on a piece of paper that might get accidentally tossed in the garbage. NO! You sat and pondered for HOURS where you were going to place this single, solitary sticker.
My kids can go through a sticker book in ten minutes flat.
Nowadays stickers are like Band-Aids: Cheap, easy to mail, and sticky; the latter being the most obvious. Band-Aids used to be special and only handed out when death was imminent. Now? Band-Aids for scrapes come in Sponge Bob Square Pants and decorate my kids’ knees like a trendy purse.
God I hate Sponge Bob and his annoying side-kick and his ability to make my children scream with...
Stealing Time: One Locked Bathroom Door At A Time
I’ve been working on the revision of this site for a very, very, very long time. I grabbed an amazing illustrator and graphic artist from
Design Tramp to illustrate me. With the patience of a fucking saint, he drew and re-drew and added pieces to my design elements.
Which I then took and hacked all to hell because I changed my mind.
So, without taking any credit for the elements on the page (seriously, HE IS AMAZING), I can say I hacked the psd to bits, added some elements, threw in some font-squirrel font-kits and TEXT SHADOWS OMNOMNOM.
< nerd >Cough. < /...
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I can cook…that’s what I tell myself anyway
Hi everyone, meet my good friend whom I’ve talked about before, Ashley. She’ll be posting her amazing recipes here to help me transition in to Gluten Free living. Everyone say “HI ASHLEY” together now. Don’t be shy.
Oh Hi there! Mrs. flinger invited me here to spew/smear/throw my kitchen all over you, you can call me Ashley. I don’t pretend to be some sort of gourmet, I do however enjoy all things food related and you know what, I feel like sharing. I used to have my own gig, some of you might remember me?
Splendid Sustenance I got tired of it over there, it was a lot of work. So I’m here for now, less pressure and a great boss! There are a few things you...
EECI Wrap up with Slides
It was a quest of mine to have the new version (vs 9.11) of this website done before I posted my slides. My plan was to integrate HTML5, CSS3 and some Major (echo: MAJOR MAJOR) Cool (echo: COOL COOL) Scripts! (echo: SCRIPTS SCRIPTS).
Instead you just get my slides. Bah.
The intent of my talk was to focus on those people who administer the websites we build. So much of our time/energy is focused on the front-end development and user strategy but how often do we go through the same process on the back-end? Our administrators often want a site that’s easy to manage, easy to update and even easier to train other people on. We use
ExpressionEngine for that very reason: It gives us a flexible tool to build a site around and an...
I wrote five books this weekend
“How to feel completely inadequate at one of your best friend’s baby showers that you threw with people much more capable than you are” Parts I & II.
“Why throwing up in a famous
web designer’s toilet is better than Schick Shadel for finding ultimate sobriety.”
“Birth Control Via Child Meltdown” - Unabridged
“The Ultimate Diet: Candida Taking Over Your Body. Lose weight without even eating!”
More to come once publication is approved.
What did you write this weekend?
Remember when we were young?
#Life #Getting to know me #Working Mom
Forgive me for letting Dawn Landes speak for me but I could not have come up with better lyrics. After a week of escape, of enjoying people and places from far away, it’s difficult to look at the Things To Do list and not fantasies of a plane and a hot, steamy week in Paris, or Rome, or London. I told Mr. Flinger I wanted to have a wild hot affair in a far off land and he’s welcome to join me.
Sometimes songs do more justice than the muddled ramblings of a mom with young children. And a new job. And a new house. And it’s not that I don’t love all these things, I just… well…
Remember when we were young?