Find me on most of the social spaces as Mrs. Flinger
In an effort to launch something in a very short timeframe, after three months of coding in off hours for stints of a few minutes at a time, I used a framework to get *something* out. This is not code I would use for a client. Ever.
In fact, if you could see my face right now, you'd realize this is a little more than painful.
But, as sometimes has to happen with personal projects, the non-paying personal site takes a backseat to quality and gets dressed in handmedown code. Thanks to VMcore for the free ride here.
Ha ha ha, well done honey. I know there is more wierd out there, but I will settle for that for now.
LMAO - The funniest thing about that is that when I do send you stuff and talk about you - I use Flinger alot and G goes - WHO? I know your really name and I still can’t get it right.
BTW - Ry asked if we could go tot LBs house today about 5 times. I thought it was funny.
And here I though that pressure was Baby A squeezed way down there in my pelvis and headbutting my bladder. I’m gonna try and do it, if so I’ll pop back by with a link.
Last night my husband looked over my shoulder while I was in e-mail ... he pays close to NO attention to my blog friends… but I cracked up when he asked “who ya writing to? Booger Flinger?”
This is a good list. The ER thing? Very funny.
So cool that you’ve joined a Mom group through Yahoo. SO cool!!
I didn’t have my first drink until I was 21, too. And my first joint? 25.
OMG #3 LMFAO!
Hopefully pg #2 is a little more relaxed for you!
That cracks me up about you thinking your water broke. I probably would have thought the same thing! I actually felt mine pop. It was so weird! I remember those DARE officers too. ;0) I guess I should have paid attention in class!
I completely understand meeting a group of women for the first time and how amazing it is for complete strangers to talk about all things related to the vee-jay jay.
I’ve talked about epiderals, swollen areas, and sagging boobs more times with strangers than with my own Mother.
Well, I’ll be damned. THAT’S what a meme is. Always wondered.
oh man, the wet chair thingy is just bad hilarious! cackle!
I think I once sent you a Christmas card and addressed it to the Flingers cause I couldn’t remember how to spell your last name. I ruined like 3 envelopes trying to write it out.
I totally remember that wet chair story. See! We totally go WAY back. Isn’t it crazy that we are going to both have two kids? And John and i were talking last night and decided we definitely want to have third some day. Dude, what happened?
I love the Google search terms! All I get is 8 dpo, 9 do, trying to conceive, etc. Apparently, you are the go-to source of lesbian quizzes!
I didnt have my first drink until 18…
I dont know why I didnt pass up the joint when I was 21… I could have been in the “Hearing the decades of just say no” Group… damnit. Oh well!
And your Google searches?! My goodness… lets add “lesbian fantasies” and your list is complete!
You are so goddamn funny. “..whatever you do/ don’t put the blame on you/ blame it on the rain/ yeah/yeah…”
I nearly peed my pants laughing (with you of course) at #3.
Yup, #3 was funny… and #4 makes sense!
I totally freaked out my younger brother and sister when I told them recently I had never smoked pot. Ne-ver. Hee!!
You are awesome!!
And so are those search strings. WTF?
It’s not just you. I got tagged for this same meme weeks and weeks ago and am still drawing a blank.
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