Have you seen the “What’s YOUR excuse?” mom’s picture floating around the internet? If you haven’t don’t worry. This isn’t about that because I don’t care what you look like as long as you like what you look like. But that inspired this little rant-ucational blog post about a grammar (and exercise?) mistake you need…
general craziness
Tweets I didn’t send
I’m quite prolific over on Twitter. Sending a tweet is a quick way to connect with people, muse “out loud” and purge my head of random clutter, e-scream to the Universe that my kid’s STILL AREN’T NAPPING. Whatever. But sometimes I sit down to my computer or pen Tweetdeck on my phone and start to…
Nom Nom Baby Toes
Babies are very…bendy? Yes, bendy. Emma refuses to be put down on her back for longer than about .02 seconds which means that she’s yet to find her feet. So sometimes I help her find her feet. Because, I mean, that’s what I’m supposed to do, right? Teach her things? Like how to nom on…
Dear #BlogHer12, This is my face
Yesterday I gave you my words of wisdom for #BlogHer12. Today, I’m giving you my faces. Yes. Seriously. Some friends of mine (Hi friends!) decided to do this after Suzanne did it last year. I got my hurr did, Emma took a good nap, and when it comes to stuff like this I’m a lemming…
Things you should know to avoid being a douchebag
I hadn’t been to The Happiest Place on Earth in over a week, so today Emma and I packed up and headed out. We browsed. She snoozed. We bought. (I’m talking about Target, people. Sheesh.) And then I went out to my car to find some jackass had double parked her minivan and made it…