Mrs. Flinger: Based on a True Story

A few projects 01/Sep/2009

#She's Gone Geek Again

I’ve been working with the Design Tramps to pump out a few projects recently. As my graphic pimps, I’m their sexy code whore. (Which, having typed that should really should get me the type of awesome, high quality traffic that is probably looking to hire a web developer who puts out. Sigh.)

A few of the most recent projects include, but are not limited to:

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Guess what I did last summer 31/Aug/2009

#She's Gone Geek Again

So look, yea, I know, it’s sort of a sickness. I’m going to need a 12 step program for NOT CHANGING MY BLOG.

But not today.

I thought I’d play with a few ideas I had and literally took 4 hours to redo the whole shibang here. I utilized a template pack from EE Templates to integrate my existing configurations and added in a dash of my own flavor. The result is a major overhaul in roughly the time it takes to watch three Northern Exposures (the theme of the font in title and nav)

You’ll also see the main part of the site is updated with a rotating “What’s coming up this week” feature.

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I met a new man at work AKA: Affairs of the heart 25/Aug/2009

#She's Gone Geek Again

I’ve been working diligently on standardizing code, upping standards, and being “The Best I Can Be” (without joining the US Army). So today when I downloaded the new Safari 4, I literally fell head over heals right away.

Do you believe in love at first site? (Get it? SITE? ... sorry, baby got nerd.. cough) I do.

At least, I do now.

This badboy is SEXAY.

Safari and it’s on-board web console for developers is like the icing to my cake.

He’s like the Travolta of the 70’s sleeked up and made in to one badass browser singing to sweep me off my feet.

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We sing our own song 23/Aug/2009

#Theology

The actualized self, the best version of yourself, is there urging yourself to grow. There are methods and practices, some more intuitive than others, that bring you closer to your potential. It sounds so new-agy, all sorts of “two-thousand-oh-nine” but I believe it is closer to truth than the thirty previous years of my religious experience.

I’ve been discussing. I discuss atheism with my husband, Christianity with one group of friends and eastern religion with others. I watch the intuitive nature of my children, how they are both full of love and utterly selfish, clashing in to tempers and fits. Their struggle is visible, palpable. I watch their emotions unfold outwardly. My job, according to our culture, is to teach them to suppress, handle, resolve, and... Read more

5-ish reasons you should follow Mrs. Flinger on twitter 21/Aug/2009

I’ve noticed a lot of “Best Tweeple!” going around lately. And I see that there’s a very large oversight in the names that are being tossed about.

Like, for example, while Jennifer James had some great suggestions, she forgot one very important person.

I’ll give you three guesses.

And no, it’s not Alyssa Milano even if her rack puts my rack in the rack of shame.

There are also some sort of “Twitter Awards” or something. Which, you know how well I do at awards. Clearly I Read more

An Ode to My Friend MIchelle: On Her Birthday 20/Aug/2009

#Side Notes

There once was a girl named Michelle
She was leading a mom group quite well
We met at a date
I was, as usual, late
From hiking in frozen hell

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It’s been nearly three years since we met
We’ve done a lot of stuff I can’t forget
Over the years we did hang
We talked of politics and wang
And watched our hair go from blonde to brunette

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There was the time we went for that run
Carrying a pineapple the size of the sun?
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Because sometims all programming needs is a rap 20/Aug/2009

#She's Gone Geek Again

*For Nick. Who is also a Cracker.

OOP Based Roughly on the OPP rap by Naughty By Nature.
Nerded up by me.


OOP how can I explain it
I’ll take you frame by frame it
To have y’all jumpin’ shall we singin’ it
O is for Object O is for Oriented
The last P…well…that’s not that simple
It’s code and jive and variables like strings
It’s catching exceptions and return theresult.toString()
There are functions and methods, classes too
You instantiate an object, yea you know what to do
Bust it

Chorus:
You down with OOP (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who’s down with OOP (Every last geek)
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Layoffs 18/Aug/2009

#Family Life

I’m handing out pink slips.

Tiny pink slips to parts of the list, the giant list of “things I do.”

Tiny pink slips to excuses.

Tiny pink slips to not setting expectations.

Tiny pink slips to missing out on field trips.

Tiny pink slips to quick dinners and faster bed times.

Tiny pink slips to the constant glow of the computer screen.

At the end of the day I often hear, “but you’re your own boss,” and I puzzle. I am?

No.

I have people, clients, friends, websites. I have a husband who enjoys seeing me and children who need me.

I am my own boss but I share the load.

And these people don’t let me lose focus.

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Stage 2: Inspiration 16/Aug/2009

#The Liberal Years

The continued story of how I decided to live barefoot:
Prefix: The Acorn and Me
Stage 1: Stage 1: Realization

Through the year and a half I was in Texas, a dynamic shift occurred in both my physical self, my group of friends, and my relationship with God. I began the year teaching preschool at a non-denominational church with every intention to get a master’s degree in Elementary Education. The experiences I had that year led to my rebellion. “Rebellion” that is.

As I processed the difference between my home in Bellingham, the mountains and parks, and my new home in... Read more

Thirty Days is a really really really long time 15/Aug/2009

#Side Notes

It’s hard enough to hit a goal of “doing pilates/yoga for thirty days” without other stuff getting in the way. It’s hard enough to tell yourself that on this lunch break you will spend the first 45 minutes of that hour in downward dog watching your arms shake while you hold your tummy in tight and will yourself to be stronger, leaner, meaner. It’s hard enough to choose to twist your body and flex your ab muscles (wait, ARE those ab muscles?) instead of grabbing a coffee and working.

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So when my ovaries grew to the size of a small state and began to ache, I mean, explode, I knew my plans were for not. Of course, I... Read more