not a MILF, but a MWWTBAS

11 11 2010

I’ve been having a hard time figuring out if, and how to, write about a particular topic on this here website, and that topic is:


It bothers me that I am even having mixed feelings on blogging about such a thing; I am usually so “anything goes” and open.  Why do I have reservations about this?  Finally, I figured it out– It’s because I’m a mom. Read the rest of this entry »


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4 11 2010

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it’s about my kids and i can’t think of a title

22 10 2010

At first this is going to sound like I’m complaining about my kids.  I’m not.  Well, not completely.  Just give it a minute.

apropos of nothing

My kids are trying to kill me this month.  It’s getting cold and has been rainy, which severely inhibits the amount of time they can spend outdoors.  Also, I am still suffering from (or recovering from, not sure) what is apparently The Great Endless Mystery Illness of 2010.  Also, midterms.  Also, my car catching on fire.  So their insane amounts of energy, which is now locked indoors for the winter, plus my stressed mind and body, are making for some frustrating family times.

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a playlist for my kids

12 10 2010

This is part of the 30 Days of Truthiness thingy that is going around the interwebz.  I am not doing it in order, because I already feel lame for doing it at all as everyone is right now and readers are probably bored of seeing it but hey, there is nothing going on in my day-to-day life worth writing about, and I figure this is better than a diatribe on my midterms.

(Day 24 ) Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs.  Read the rest of this entry »

birthday wishes

10 08 2010

August is a big month for my family.  In addition to the back-to-school hoopla– Both Taylor and I start the last week of the month– there are two birthdays.  Taylor’s birthday is August 31st and mine is a week before that.  This year he will be six years old and I will be I don’t want to talk about it years old.

Like most kids, Taylor has been dropping not-so-subtle hints as to what he’d like for his birthday.  “I want a trampoline.  The big one with the walls and the roof so you can’t fly out.”  And like most kids, this list varies by day; Every time a commercial comes on for a New Shiny Object That You Must Have it gets added to his birthday wish list.

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20 07 2010

Last night I was putting my kids to bed and they were displeased with me for that. They staged a coup and I nearly ended up incarcerated.

OK, that’s an exaggeration, but it had the neighbors huddled and whispering to each other on their driveways.

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future pussies of america

13 07 2010

There is no such thing as the perfect parent.  I know that.  I’m not exempt from that statement.  I have and will continue to make mistakes in raising my children.

But fuck, America, you’ve got to do a little better than this.  Generally speaking, America is raising a bunch of wussbags.  Yeah, I’ll say it:

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