Excuse me while I go all soft on your ass 31/Mar/2008

I composed this letter to my children while I watched them today. It’s a rough draft, something I’ll re-write for years and years, but for now, a little weepy/emotional/slightly irrational and disgusting “Dear God Bring On The Dot Soon” post. (The “dot” brought to you by my good friend Karen who made me nose air when I heard it. Oh, Nose Air? That thing you do when you’re IMing someone and not really laughing but giggle through your nose, affectionately coined by MIchelle and... Read more

A short thank you with a long string of exclamation points 25/Mar/2008

I’m really not sure if I should, you know, SAY something here? Or if that’s too tacky? I don’t want to be tooting my own horn but this would be a much improved kind of toot than the norm in my house. And if I don’t say anything at all, is that ungrateful? Because that is, for sure, not the case.

I don’t know if y’all remember in February when Blogher ran the writing contest, “Share your plans for living healthy in 2008 and win a trip to BlogHer 08”. I saw, I entered, and then plum forgot. Because I do... Read more

Why You Have Two 11/Mar/2008

I was recently asked if having two children was worth it. After all the sleepless nights, the PPD, the jealous older sibling bit.

I finally have a way to express my answer:


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Welcome 2008 02/Jan/2008

I hope your Holiday was wonderful. There are so many stories I have for you and announcements about the New Year. Changes. Plans. News.

But today I’ll just tell you how we brought in 2008: The year destined to be ours.

We’ve planned some wonderful goals for the year, goals that everyone else makes like getting fit and finding ourselves again. But this resolution was made on the eve of 2006, one year ago, when we sat on our couch in our new condo in our new city. We talked, a year ago, about how 2008 would be the first year we won’t be moving, pregnant,... Read more

It was the Miss America pagent of the Mini-Van 06/Sep/2007

LB stared preschool today. Since she’s mastered two-year-old speak (read: “NO! MINE! I CAN DO IT MYSELF!”) and knows the alphabet, can recognize her name in print, and counts to twenty, we thought it was time to put her in a program to show off her mad skillz. I mean, preschool is the alpha-mom thing to do, right?

Of course it is. But apparently so is owning a mini-van. Already I’m behind.

After struggling to be on time to an event for the first time in months, we... Read more

One, Two, 1-2-3-4 16/Aug/2007

Please sing in your best country-sounding voice. There needs to be twang. Sadly, every time I try to make “twang” in my head it comes out “Bow Chicka Chicka Bow Bow.” So, go for less porn and more TWANG, ok?

Also, I am completely sober. S-O-B-E-R. I’m like a guy on Alcohol, I couldn’t get it going. But once I got sober, the words just started flowing.

:: ahem ::

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Twenty-four: A multi-media experience 11/Aug/2007

Synopsis: 24 hours to live it, 2

4 hours to gather in to a post, approximately 8 minutes to enjoy.

A day in the life of a Flinger: Twenty-Four Hours.

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This is what summer is supposed to be like 05/Aug/2007

And why I haven’t done your web design yet. Because SOME OTHER PEOPLE made me drink this weekend. And somehow there was photographic evidence.  With my camera. (Which explains why there are 192 photos in the set. Drunk photography is almost as fantastic as drunk blogging.) Or, maybe, it’s “192 reasons I start the South Beach Diet Monday.” Because? I didn’t... Read more

These are a few of my favorite things 31/Jul/2007

A good friend of mine turns thirty this month. Oh, GASP! THIRTY! She sent out an email asking some of us what our favorite parts of being thirty were. It’s a really good question and I finally have the answer.

My libido, it has finally arrived.

There’s this cruel rumor that travels around the High Schools which touts that boys peak sexually at 17, women at 30. At 16 years old, it’s easy to laugh about because HAHA ON YOU! You horny little man! The joke, it is not so funny at thirty. Actually,... Read more

They say it’s your birthday 08/Jun/2007

Today is the day my C-section was scheduled. I almost made up the birth announcements a month early leaving the weight and length as fill-in-the-blank like a Mad Libs. “Baby O makes his debut in to the world on June 8, 2007. He weighed [number] and was [bigger number] inches. Mommy, Daddy, Baby and LB are doing well.” I’m really glad I didn’t. This is why I don’t do my own illustrations.


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