Jan 31, 201212:00 AM
A mother of two, a wife of one and a woman in search of a strong cocktail
February 2012
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02/28/12Party HardyIt’s no secret that once you become a parent, the social life you enjoyed Pre-Offspring is Long Gone. It’s not that you never go out, it’s just that you have moderation in mind when doing so. Because when a two year old with poop in her diaper is your wake up call at 5:23 in the morning, you tend to behave...differently than you would if your wake up call is, well, nothing at all. But...not always. No, no, no...while many Saturday nights out are spent simply with friends and an extra glass or two of wine and home in bed by 11, some Saturday nights still need to be spent with your balls to the wall. Some Saturday nights you need to remind yourself that YOU STILL GOT IT. Husband recently blew off moderation when we... |
02/14/12A little love...For those of you who may know Husband personally and question Him while he is out and about with the common-Dude, how can you let her write that about you?-you need to know a few things about Husband; first, he knows who he married and she has been making him squirm with sometimes inappropriate laughter for almost 9 years. Also, Husband is a pretty confident man and a few jokes about his inability to close closet doors isn’t really going to shake him up too much. But most importantly, what you may not know about Husband is that HE LIKES THE ABUSE. He admitted as much to me the other day when he said my blog is funnier when I am making fun of him. To which I immediately replied...No problemo! And also...um...honey...you know if you give me an inch, I... |
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02/08/12Playing FavoritesHave you ever wondered if your parents had a favorite child and if so...was it you? I was the youngest, so clearly I believed that I was the favorite even though I got picked on the most and my brother farted on my head. My sister was the oldest and I’m pretty sure she thinks she got gypped because she had to be Responsible and Babysit Us On Her Summer Vacation. Also, she was the guinea pig of the bunch...I mean...the oldest has to be, right? My brother...well, he was the middle and the only boy, so, you know, he was the Handsome Hero. Who farted on my head. (Did I mention that?) Then there was yours truly, who will forever be remembered for sitting on a banana in the car while on Pike’s Peak in Colorado and also the fact that I once... |
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