Preying upon the vintage nerds
Go ahead and order from this site. You’re right, it’s a steal, the price is SO GOOD…
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The Destruction of Generation Z.
It might take a village to raise a child, but God forbid if you actually attempt it with your friends’ kids in North America. Parenting in the new Millennium seems to have taken on the Three Monkeys approach: See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. More parents have become myopic helicopters hovering…
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Did I SAY you could touch my stomach?!?
When you’re pregnant you become a public commodity. Strangers ask you your business, tell you whether you’re having a boy or a girl and have opinions on what foods go in your cart at the No Frills. Way back when… when I was pregnant with Rissa – I was working in an office. I did…
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Trapped in Virus Land
Oh Noro Virus – you yellow rat bastard… You don’t just take the 24-48 hours of hovering near-death from your sufferers, but you take the “still contagious” time after the infected begin to improve. So even though I’m now only slightly nauseated and achy and could probably handle getting back to work if I were…
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Hurray! I get to run on the beach and ride white horses!
HURRAY!!!! Recently, Rissa arrived home from school, all moany and growly and generally not her usual bouncy self. “Are you tired honey?” “NO! My PERIOD started.” Grrrrrrrrrr… (So… I have this thing. Women shouldn’t use their periods as a convenient excuse for just being moody bitches. Yes, most definitely it can be a pain in…
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Paying it forward…
Everybody wants something, right? And you don’t get something for nothing. That’s the rumor. Watch out folks, my inner Pollyanna is courteously clawing her way to the surface! The sun is shining and I’m filled with the frickin’ milk of human kindness. I have a proposition: what if instead of all the take, take, taking…
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Faux Christians
I hate the faux Christians. Love, love, LOVE the real ones – I know a bunch and they are the kindest, most supportive and liberal-minded folks out there. The faux ones? They’re the ones who hide behind the Bible and pretend to be all godly, but are actually prejudiced, racist and pretty much ignorant of,…
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If I were ridiculously wealthy…
The phrase “SPARE NO EXPENSE!!!” would readily fall from my lips. My holiday shopping would be joyfully a la carte. I would tip with bills, not toonies. I don’t have that kind of disposal income… right now. But very soon, very soon (insert scheming world-domination maniacal laughter here) it shall come to pass… So here’s…
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An open letter to the Bloggess’s publishers…
Dear Amy Einhorn Books/Putnam: Please let Jenny Lawson rest. Please. Let’s Pretend This Never Happened was on the NY Times Best-Seller list for 4 months – often in the top 15 books. You’ve made TONNES of money off it. She’s done her bit with touring and readings and book signings and BIG SURPRISE she ended…
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TRYING NOT TO SUCK
TRYING NOT TO SUCK… So this is me getting back on the Blog Wagon. Typety-typety-type up in the office. Listening to my almost 12 year old daughter telling her friends as they come in from the back yard, “PEOPLE!!!! Feet… covered in dirt!!” Wonder where she gets that from? Yep it’s her voice, MY speech…