The children and I were in the car yesterday and the conversation naturally ended up on the subject of gender reassignment and sex realignment surgery. I don’t know how I get into these discussions with my kids but I always do. Anyway, we were talking about how you could get a penis put on (and […]
Archives for November 2010
Does anybody know a good place to find Harry Potter themed bedding? Even better, Gryffindor bedding?
This is hell and gone from the 30 days of truth prompts, but it is both true and embarrassing so I thought I would slip it in here. Confession: My coffee pot (seen right) percolates to the beat of “Gasolina” by Daddy Yankee. Daddy Yankee – Gasolina .mp3 Found at bee mp3 search engine It […]
My six year old son just returned from a cub scout tour of our local fire station. I asked him how it was. “AWESOME!” he said. The I asked him what part was is favorite. What was the coolest thing he saw? I mean, fire stations have everything: fire trucks, ladders, poles, cool uniforms, dalmatians- […]
I can stop worrying about that now.
I have the luckiest kids in the entire world. They have two parents who love them and are engaged in their every day activities. They are healthy, well fed and have yet to need something that they don’t get. They have four grandparents who adore them. And now they have their own computer. Say what […]
Today is report card day, and being the parent of two six year olds we have our first official report cards. When Ian got off of the bus he informed me that he got a bunch of Gs and Os and that G stood for good and O stood for awesome. I told him that […]
Oh sweet, sweet day 8. I’ve been waiting for you, my friend. Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit. Now where should I start? Virginia – Not the state, the boss. Right out of college I worked for an evil woman named Virginia. She was everything bad all […]
The prompt reads “Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for”. I have to admit, I’m having a lot of trouble concentrating on writing about it because this sentence ends in a preposition. Also, how can I only pick one? My husband? My daughter? My son? My best friend? My Mom? […]
– “I don’t know, but it looks like a band-aid that the cat ate and then threw up.” – “I know you are going to find out and make fun of me, so I will just tell you. I bought Joan Jett’s greatest hits today.” – “Cheryl Tiegs really needs to buy a black bra.” […]