And when I say “blows” I am not thinking about bubbles or dandelions. Or even that hot guy I saw standing in line at the grocery store the other day. Rawr. I’m referring more to hairy ballsacks, possibly even diseased ones. I have a good running list of reasons (39756385 items long, clearly) for this particular brand of Makes You Want To Vomit All Of Your Meals From Ever suckage, but today let’s talk about: “When Shit Breaks And Doesn’t Get Fixed In A Time... Read Full Story

So, I have a confession: I have been having a hard time keeping my shit together lately.  See also: Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis (fatigue, joint pain, muscle weakness, hair loss, and more!), See also: Miscarriage Anniversary Looming, See also: Financial Distress, See also: Marital Issues, See also: I’m a headcase. And it is true that I have had something like Writer’s Block for some time.  I have long spaces of time when I believe I have nothing to say that you will be intereste... Read Full Story

October 25th – 31st Some shots taken with my: Canon Powershot G9 Others taken with this loaner: Nikon Coolpix P90 (click through and view photo info to see which) Braden: “Screamitty Scream Scream” Dog: “The small gringo is particularly annoying.” A Slice of Tub Time Sittin’ In Slants ‘O Sun Resting For A Moment What Big Eyes You Have Flit, Flit, Flutter Biding His Time I Just Want You To Hold Me Wee... Read Full Story

John is gone and has been for weeks; he won’t be home still for some time. It’s okay. I miss him and Braden misses him, but the truth is that we’re used to him being away a lot. We have a rhythm we get into while he’s away. Of course, after a while, Mommy gets a little cranky and somewhat tiredish. Braden and I do get along well. We have fun and I laugh even when he’s a turd. When he’s a brat, I am firm and I’m not afraid or unable to administe... Read Full Story

Dear Hashimoto’s, Thanks for making every day harder. You’re a dick. Dear PMS, I do not like you. You do not actually make me more powerful, you just make me want to break people in half all day long. You do not help me deal with my emotions more effectively, you just make me cry at things that should not be cried at (the fight scene in Ice Age? Really? No. Really?) You do not make my son’s toddler habits easier to deal with, you make me want to run screaming from his pres... Read Full Story

October 18th – 24th Some shots taken with my: Canon Powershot G9 Others taken with this loaner: Nikon Coolpix P90 (click through and view photo info to see which) Best Snack EVAR Snarfin’ The PBJ Paint In The Sky Lashed Movie Time Together Soaking It In Sleepy Bumbler Weekly Winners Information Weekly Winners Prizes All My Past WW Posts If you do not follow the RULES your link will be removed. Know and follow the rules, PLEASE. ... Read Full Story

October 11th – 17th Some shots taken with my: Canon Powershot G9 Others taken with this loaner: Nikon Coolpix P90 (click through and view photo info to see which) A Flurry Of Bouncing Balloons Rushed Past Me After MUCH Practice, He Mastered It I Think His Wish Came True The Glow-in-the-Dark Toddler of Doom! Peek of Fall The “Surprised Face” A Boy And His Bubbles Weekly Winners Information Weekly Winners Prizes All My Past WW Pos... Read Full Story

Oh, Braden. On your birthday in 2008, you asked me to let you sit in a “big” chair for the first time. You didn’t want your highchair any more. I was torn: pride, awe, amusement, and sweet sadness tumbled and mixed inside of me as I watched you try to be as big as the chair you were sitting in. You never sat in your high chair again. But that is the least of it. Steadily for the rest of the year, as children are wont to do, you just kept getting bigger and bolder. You go... Read Full Story

October 4th – 10th Some shots taken with my: Canon Powershot G9 Others taken with this loaner: Nikon Coolpix P90 (click through and view photo info to see which) All Is Quiet On The Outside Decisions Made With Care Delight In Simple Things The Sun Goes Down On Me Catching A Mishi Catching Me Everything Glows Not Too Busy With The Wind To Pose For Me His Tallying Days Are Done Weekly Winners Information Weekly Winners Prizes All My Pas... Read Full Story

There are some things you just cannot deny. If you looka lika yo mama, then you looka lika yo mama. Period. And hey, that’s kind of cool though, right? Neat to see those genes expressed in such similar fashion in us both. Of course, I found her pregnancy weight chart in my baby book a couple years ago, and I found out that the bitch weighed less at her highest pregnancy weight than I did before I got pregnant. AND THAT IS JUST NOT FAIR, GENES, OK? Share and Enjoy: Read Full Story