Mrs. Flinger: Based on a True Story

Why Google Is Not Taking Over The World Quite Yet 04/Nov/2010

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But oh, this did make my day.

Thank you, Sincerely, Hello, Yo Yo,

Bites Finger.

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Maybe if I start today, you’ll get my holiday cards before Valentine’s day 02/Nov/2010

I’ve been pretty open about how I fail at the holiday “stuff.”  I regularly catch turkeys on fire, forget to thaw them at all, send out holiday cards in March. (I call it “HAPPY I’M JUST THAT ON TOP OF IT FOR NEXT YEAR” cards) Pretty much, though, I’m an epic fail with all things tradition except drinking eggnog, making yummy food and watching excellent commercialized christmas videos.

That’s when Shutterfly steps in to help me be a non-spaz this year. A FIRST! Perhaps, perhaps, I can get my holiday cards out before Valentine’s day. Let’s make a bet,... Read more

An unpopular opinion by a guest poster. Corporate Woman’s Opinion on Working Moms 01/Nov/2010

I wasn’t going to post this essay by my German Hostess. It’s not only an unpopular opinion, it goes against my own beliefs as a mother who strives daily to HAVE IT ALL. I have cake! I EAT IT TOO. Then I work off the cake in a wave of guilt and promise to not eat the cake again only to fail the following day.

Are we still talking about cake? I forgot.

This morning I rushed to get the entire family out of the house on time, which would have been a challenge on any day but today, especially, each of us having woken up an hour late with massive sugar hang-overs. I ran around, calling to various people, “Are you getting dressed? Are you going potty? GO POTTY BY GOD JUST GO. Yes, stop talking. Go poop. Ok.”

I made lunches, coffee,... Read more

Guest Blogger: Corporate Woman’s Opinion on Working Moms 01/Nov/2010

#Life#Best Of#Rants and Raves#Working Mom

I wasn’t going to post this essay by my German Hostess. It’s not only an unpopular opinion, it goes against my own beliefs as a mother who strives daily to HAVE IT ALL. I have cake! I EAT IT TOO. Then I work off the cake in a wave of guilt and promise to not eat the cake again only to fail the following day.

Are we still talking about cake? I forgot.

This morning I rushed to get the entire family out of the house on time, which would have been a challenge on any day but today, especially, each of us having woken up an hour late with massive sugar hang-overs. I ran around, calling to various people, “Are you getting dressed? Are you going potty? GO POTTY BY GOD JUST GO. Yes, stop talking. Go poop. Ok.”

I made lunches, coffee,... Read more

Themes: Tomorrow I turn thirty-five and I still don’t know what the hell I wanna be when I grow up 28/Oct/2010

#Life#The Flinger Family

Have you ever noticed how sometimes a certain theme will pop up in your life at one time? Like when you ask a friend for a DVD she borrowed and she mentions that perhaps you let another friend borrow it and that friend, without prompting what-so-ever mentions that DVD and brings it back? It’s like just by saying the DVD title out loud, all of the universe collectively worked with some weird underground energy current and subconsciously effected the mind of your friend?

Or is that just way too new age bullshit?

It’s happened a lot to me. Ok, maybe not “A LOT” but it happens. I’ll mention something to a friend and suddenly that same thing will pop up again in other places. Sort of like when you buy a new car and all of a sudden EVERYONE has... Read more

The B.S. Meter 25/Oct/2010

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Our kids motley crew

It’s in their genes. The minute a baby cry is heard and a man becomes a Dad, the gene “give your child a ton of shit” is activated. It’s fact, Dads all over the world will suddenly say lines like, “If you eat toothpaste, your butt will fall off.” And, “That makes hair grow on your chest.” And, “Stop it goddammit! You’ll fall through the floor!”

You might think shit my dad says is a hilarious exaggeration, but I can... Read more

Six. My daughter turned six on Sunday 18/Oct/2010

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Baby L

My daughter was born after 24 hours of labor, both of us struggling to bring her in to this world. I posted photos via moblog in 2004 to update a small and friendly community waiting her birth. They read the day I went back to the hospital sick with infection and read my struggles of post partum depression.

A million years ago, it seems. Or, exactly, six.

FIve Days

She’s grown up like this site, in conjunction, both of us changing, growing, learning.

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It’s a coupon, don’t kill me, but I do like coffee 15/Oct/2010

I don’t normally post coupons and things like that but this deal was a good one. I’m probably going to do this myself.

Here is what came to me:

Try 2 half pound Boxes of Gevalia Kaffe and get a stainless steel coffeemaker, stainless steel Coffee Carafe and stainless steel tumbler FREE. $168 value, Delivered to your home for $22.95! All Yours to Keep with no further obligation, just for beginning a Gevalia Membership.

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It’s a three step process: Step 1: Fix. Step 2: It. Step 3: FIXIT. 14/Oct/2010

#Life#Working Mom

I remember when email was new. I remember writing to a friend the summer before my senior year of college, using PINE. When we met again on campus, I blurted out, “OMG! You’re not just ASCII!” (I’ve been a geek for a very long time.)

Over the years of blogging and communicating via “social media” and other online forums, it becomes apparent we sometimes forget we’re not just talking to computers. I know early on, I personally made that mistake with a snarky comment not stopping to remember... Read more

Because this is a blog and I’m hungry 12/Oct/2010

#Fitness#Weght Loss and Body Image

I’ve started a Liver Cleanse using this PaleoCleanse powder. Instructed by my Natural Path (I’m as hip as someone in California with a shrink and a personal yoga teacher ten years ago) I’m only eating veggies and having two of these here smoothies a day.

Smoothie is a stretch, actually. Thick, pasty goo with a hint of grainy sand is more like it.

MmMMMM Sand.

I sat there, in my doctor’s... Read more