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October 30th, 2005

“Eating chocolate is like being in love without the aggravation.”

— anon.

Now, go break into the Halloween candy early! You have my permission. Wacky Boy is going as a pirate. Or a bumblebee. Or a witch. He can’t decide. Wacky Girl is going dressed in that scary as hell skeleton costume that’s so popular at the Halloween Superstore. The one from the movie “Scream”? Yeah, that’s the one. Jesus. She even scares me in it.

I am not volunteering at WG’s class Halloween party tomorrow. Still bronchial, but fever is gone. No pneumonia! (That’s an order.) Wacky Grandma has kindly volunteered to make egg carton spiders and help with the sugar cooky decorating. God love the woman she’s a saint. Especially for putting up with my Wackiness lo these many years.

Have you seen “Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the WereRabbit” yet? It’s funny as hell. We all loved it, especially Wacky Grandma. Happy Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeen everyone!



Quote of the Day

October 28th, 2005

“If it’s not an ass it’s an elbow.”

— anon.

“Calm down, Wild Thing!”

October 25th, 2005

We have a saying in our house, courtesy of author Sheila Ballantyne. Her 1975 classic, “Norma Jean the Termite Queen,” is a must-read for all Wacky Mommies. I mean it. Go buy a copy today. Norma Jean has a tantrummer living with her, Damon, and she tells him he needs to tell the Wild Thing inside him to calm down.

He tells the Wild Thing to calm down or he’ll kick its ass.

Wacky Girl, something of a Damon herself, now says, “Don’t calm down, Wild Thing,” thus extending her time-out.

Am trying, myself, to calm down. Am having bout of bronchitis and unable to drink alcohol or eat chocolate as usual. Will blog more later about idiot chocolatiers (is that a word?) and my inability to switch to decaf coffee. Or exercise. Triple blech.

How is life with you, dear readers? I know you’re lurking, but only a couple of you post… The more posts the merrier, I say.


WM, Mother of Wild Things

Ms. Rosa Parks

October 25th, 2005

a moment of silence, please, for Ms. Rosa Parks. Thanks for not taking anyone’s shit. ROSA WE LOVE YOU!

WM and Friends

big love and smooches

October 24th, 2005

WM sends big kisses and hugs to Wacky Mommy A, who had appendicitis (which the doctors misdiagnosed as “flu” for 24 hours — WTF????), followed by a collapsed lung?&!#$%&! Again — WTF?

Honestly, some mommies will do anything to get out of taking care of their three small children + niece + dog + cat + various contractors and responsibilities.

Please send good vibes her way, Wacky Mommies and Daddies.


heh heh heh

October 24th, 2005

If you wish to be happy for one hour, get drunk.
If you wish to be happy for three days, get married.
If you wish to be happy for a month, kill your pig and eat it.
If you wish to be happy forever, learn to fish.
— Chinese Proverb

Wacky Boy’s Quote o’ the Day

October 20th, 2005

So last night I’m making dinner — homemade mac and cheese, a zucchini/tomato/garlic and onion saute, just a nice little meal, and WB tells me, “You are the kind of bad mommy who never feeds her kids.”

In case you were wondering.

ttfn, off to gamble and drink,


quote of the day

October 19th, 2005

“No more blah, blah, blah!”
— Kirk, “Miri”, stardate 2713.6

No nuthin’!

October 18th, 2005

So, if you tell The Internet about the fibroid tumors, polyps, possibly melon-sized Alien Growths in your uterus… well, you have to follow up.

THERE WAS NOTHING THERE! They did big intrusive owie “procedures” today, and the verdict?

“Your uterus is beautiful.” Awwww, say it again? I am pretty happy about this — over the moon, more like — but what the hell? So it was just this one little Human Oddity, apparently — snip, snip, done.

Fine with me. Hormonal upheaval? Yeah. What else is new?

Sorry for the scare, Internet.



You know who rocks?

October 16th, 2005

Wacky Grandmas and Aunties who bring over a DVD of “The Apple Dumpling Gang,” spaghetti for dinner, cookies and ice cream and microwave popcorn for dessert, and stay all entire evening, thus freeing Wacky Parents to go on a freakin’ fancy dinner cruise aboard the Portland Spirit, and tour the Willamette from downtown Portland to Lake Oswego. Yes, that’s who rocks — relatives who are willing to do this.

We went to the Lotus Cardroom for a drink beforehand, drank at dinner, and, that’s right, had hot toddies with dessert. Wow, do I love a Hot Apple Pie drink. Almost as much as “The Apple Dumpling Gang.” I had a nice piece of salmon, which WD did not refer to, cheerfully, as “the only endangered species you can eat” (he, like, has to say this every time I eat salmon, so I appreciate his restraint). He had spinach manicotti. Both dishes had a fancy little sidedish of spaghetti squash, with shredded zucchini and carrots. Mine had rice pilaf and some fancy ginger sauce with… who knows, cuz I was likkered up by then. But it was delicious. And for you Booze Cops in the crowd, no we did not drive. We took the train. Which made WD even happier cuz damn — the boy loves all the various modes of transportation. I prefer a Cadillac Escalade, but that’s just me.



ps — C, did you and R get any of the seven boxes I sent you? Do you think I’m insane? Just wondering. I have more to send, week after this. xxox wm

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