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November 3rd, 2007

You will find it’s never too late to plan for the rest of your life, even if you’re not going anywhere over at Grasshopper. It’s the last post I will be writing for them — life has gotten too damn busy here, and I don’t want to do it half-crocked.

Well, I would like to do it half-crocked, actually, but how can I get there on half a glass of wine? I want the entire bottle or I want nothing. Understand, heart? No, it’s okay. I’m a big girl.

I’ve found a few ways to trick myself — virgin Bloody Marys (that just sounds so wrong), herbal tea, decaf coffee.

And half a glass of wine.

if you have a moment…

October 27th, 2007

Swing by Grasshopper and say hi. I have a new post up!

Happy Saturday, y’all.


Moving on Up

October 20th, 2007

New post over at Grasshopper. Today’s discussion: Suburbs vs. exurbs vs. inner city. Whaddya think?

New Post at Grasshopper

September 29th, 2007

New! Improved! Saturday Post now up at GNM. (My posts usually run on Saturdays over there, by the by.)

Happy weekend, everyone. October first on Monday!



New Post at Grasshopper

September 22nd, 2007

You will find a new post by moi here.

Happy weekend!



Bugs! Grasshopper New Media

September 8th, 2007

You’ll find a post from me that will make you itch if you click here.

Grasshopper! Please visit!

September 1st, 2007

I have a new post up at Grasshopper… Stop by and please say hidee-ho if you do. I wrote it when I had an extremely high fever. You should enjoy it.

You know who else writes for Grasshopper? Busy Mom. Slouching Mom. Chantal. And a whole buncha other nice people. So now you have even more to read!

Did you want me to do a Q&A with myself again? I know you love those. OK, I will!

Q: When do you start teaching Sunday school?
A: Next week!

Q: Are you prepared?
A: Ha! Ha! That’s precious… “prepared”… that’s cute.

Q: When do the kids go back to school?
A: To paraphrase Snuffleupagus: “Not soon enough, Bird.”

Q: Are you feeling better?
A: No. Lymph nodes: swollen. Fever: up. Wine: I’m drinking it, West Nile be damned.

Q: What time is it there?
A: Um. Hammertime? It’s 9 o’clock on the nose. The children are in bed — Wacky Girl’s slumber party was last night and they were crazeee, those children. They all went home with their own parents, thank you JESUS and now my two are exhausted.

Q: What did Wacky Girl get for her birthday?
A: So far? More Littlest Petshop, amazingly enough! Since that’s what she asked for! And my mother spoils her rotten!

me: “Mom, you used to know how to say ‘no.’ I remember that clearly. ‘No, you cannot have more money.’ ‘No, I will not buy you beer.'”
Mom: “But I don’t need to say no to them! Do they need some beer?”

Also, Babysitters’ Club books (I requested those. How much do I love that they’re not in plastic wrap with those teeny-tiny clear rubberbands? Why must they be clear and impossible to see? Fucking Hasbro YOU SUCK). My sister bought them, God love her.

my sister: “Jesus, Mom told us no all the time. What happened to her?”
my mom: “Kids, you want more cake? And ice cream? There’s lots more, here.”

Jeebus loves you, Wacky Sister!

Over and out. Motrin and wine: A winning combination! (My liver: owwwwie…)

(Edited Sunday a.m. to say: We watched “This Film is Not Yet Rated” last night and it was great. Go rent it or buy a copy.)