Mrs. Flinger: Based on a True Story

Respect the sticker! 21/Jun/2010

#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... Read more

Stealing Time: One Locked Bathroom Door At A Time 21/Jun/2010

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.

Again.

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.

Don’t you wish your browser was smart like mine?”

< nerd >Cough. < /... Read more

I can cook…that’s what I tell myself anyway 15/Jun/2010

#Essays

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... Read more

EECI Wrap up with Slides 11/Jun/2010

#Work

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... Read more

I wrote five books this weekend 07/Jun/2010

“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

And Finally,

“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?

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Remember when we were young? 04/Jun/2010

#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?

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Here comes the sun LALALALA 24/May/2010

#Life#The Flinger Family

A short, quick, super-fast update on the weekend because WE ALL HAVE SHIT TO DO.

Yes, including you.

A great friend of mine and her son travelled to Wenatchee with us to find the sunshine and an over-night road trip. There’s a mystical place in Washington State where the sun shines most of the year and it’s called EASTERN WASHINGTON.

There are also a lot of Rednecks there. And Apples.

So the three children piled in the back of our Xterra and we headed over to find swimming, playing outside in short sleeves, and good food.

Here is a snort synopsis of the trip.

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And then we all passed out at... Read more

Purple Cafe’s Bucheron Goat Cheese 21/May/2010

#Recipe-Appetizer

My neighbor and workout partner introduced me to the love of Goat Cheese at Purple Cafe recently. It’s the kind of dish I set aside all kinds of weight watchers points to enjoy. It’s the kind of dish I beg my husband to take me out to dinner for. It’s the kind of dish I write home to friends and family about.

I swear this dish could stop wars. WHY WAR? EAT BUCHERON GOAT CHEESE.

Today I found the Purple Cafe blog. To my delighted surprise, I found the beloved goat cheese... Read more

Three Years PostPartum 20/May/2010

#Life#The Flinger Family#Baby O

To my son, my only son, my second born.

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First, please know I don’t love you less than your sister, I love you later. Just because I realized yesterday, that I hadn’t invited anyone to your birthday party for tomorrow, doesn’t mean I don’t love you. It means I’m entirely over taxed and very, very tired which I only blame you for 40% of.

It’s pretty tough to believe it’s been three years. That’s the same amount of time the “The Indian Remote Sensing Satellite” or, IRS-1D orbited the earth taking pictures. (yea, I know things) In dog years, you’d be entering your teen-age... Read more

Good night, Sleep tight, Don’t let the bed bugs bite 17/May/2010

Riddle me this: Full size bed, two adults. One person gets eaten alive nightly while the other blissfully sleeps through everything including children screaming, bitten-adult turning on lights and cussing, and possibly a small earthquake.

Y’all, I’m getting eaten.alive.in.my.bed.

It’s been going on for a week now. I thought we had a spider so I changed the sheets and washed the bedding. It came back. My legs are all chewed up, my hips have red bumps on them and the bites are migrating north to my neck. I swear to god I have a teeny-tiny Edward Cullen sucking his way through all my veins. No, actually, I enjoy that image too much. Maybe it’s more like a very tiny family of spiders, or a bunch of bed bugs?

Which, while I’m at it, DO... Read more