Ohdeargod Another BlogHer Post Forthelove When Is It Over NEVER HAHA SUCKAH 16/Jul/2008

Look, I sympathize, I do. I sat home years in a row watching people I would DIE to see (caps on DIE because I mean it for emphasis not actually as in keel over) go to a conference and meet each other and laugh and have cheezburgers and DAMNTHEM. Except I didn’t damn them. I wanted to go. I was a little bit jealous. But I was secure in my own self and I knew one year I’d go, too. And if I didn’t, it was ok. They were still my favorite bloggers/friends/girl crushes.

This year, though, I’m going. And I’d like to tote you alone with me in my laptop. Read more

Brutally Honest Monday of a different kind: Mom Entitlement 14/Jul/2008

During my years teaching at the college level, I had a few unfortunate run-ins with a type of student that is becoming too prevalent in our society. You know, the “do nothing earn an A” types. You all know the type: The student that never makes class, somehow manages to blame the instructor and cries until he gets an A? And by cry, I mean Real Tears And All, people.

It’s not just the old “My dog ate my homework” excuse. It’s deeper. It’s every day. Every assignment. Every test.

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In case I’m too drunk to post this later: The obligatory “I was left out at BlogHer” post 09/Jul/2008

It’s nigh. That Conference I won a trip to? That Conference I practically shit myself in total an utter fear because OH MAI GAWD I get to meet Read more

From Fear to Love: A friend’s quest 08/Jul/2008

It’s no secret we’re done having children. In fact, we’re a little gun-shy in the whole “boink-a-boink-a” department because of it. In the words of Mr. Flinger, “I am a potent man!”

Now, it’s not so much a good thing.

However, I have friends who want, crave, try to have children. Who may not get the opportunity. Who undergo treatments, stress, financial burden all to obtain the thing I take for granted on a daily basis: Motherhood.

It’s a little bit astonishing to me how much I don’t appreciate my own gift... Read more

BHM: Self Tanning Disasters 07/Jul/2008

You know that I live in Seattle, which really does mean it’s sunny six times a year here. Okok, sorry, eight if you count those two days in Winter. (Picky Picky) At any rate, being in such a northern state means I’m prone to bi-polar skin. Uhhu. My skin is six degrees of tan depending on what you look at.

For example:

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We are outnumbered. Chaos. Send. Booz. Stat. 03/Jul/2008

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Preparations are being made 02/Jul/2008

The Sister is coming to town today. The Laundry is being finished. The Stairs have been vacuumed. The Kids are excited.

The Beer has been stocked.

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Summer 30/Jun/2008

This week will be heavy on the photos. It’s not that there aren’t wonderful stories of laughing, singing, and drinking to go along with them, it’s that there is so much laughing, drinking and singing going on that I can’t write them.

Not yet anyway.

So join me in what is sure to become “PHOTOBLOG WEEK 2008” among the blogosphere. Or at least in Flingerville.

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Brutally Honest Monday: Opinion via Pictures 29/Jun/2008

This week’s post comes to you via Mr. Flinger and the Beard That Isn’t.

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One of my many laws 27/Jun/2008

As Mom, I have the ability, nay, the right to make up laws the family must follow. These can, and will, change at whim. This law, however, has been around since the dawn of our marriage, well before children and obligations and stress:

Law 2 section 1.2 reads as such:

If the sun is streaming in to the room and makes [watching tv] [being on the computer] [playing video games] too difficult, it is time to go outside.

Don’t break law #2 this weekend, kids. You don’t want to know Law #3.

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