Men’s Work

My grandma warned me about men’s work.  “You keep lifting/shoveling/digging like you do, and you will feel it when you are my age.  That’s men’s work!”  She’s probably right, but I am stubborn and impatient, so I end up getting myself into all sorts of mischief I really shouldn’t (there was incident with replacing the toilet seal, and then installing laminate flooring while in my first trimester).

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It’s Your Thing

“It’s your thing.  Do what you wanna do.  I can’t tell you who to sock it to.”

-Isley Brothers

Do you know what your ‘thing’ is?  I mean… what are you really, really good at?  What defines you?  What sets you apart from The Others?  You know.  What’s your… thing?

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Facebook 101

I am a 30-something Facebook junkie. Next year I’ll be a 40-year-old Facebook junkie. Better than a 40-year-old virgin. You’d think…but that might be an entire other blog post in itself. Just sayin’. The fact is, Mark Zuckerberg was on to something when he one-upped Myspace Tom -you know Myspace Tom, he’s everybody’s friend friend hoarder…

A couple of years ago, like many others, I flew from the “kooky coop” for a bit of friendly banter with “real” people. Don’t throw rotten tomatoes if I once called you my Myspace friend and now you are my IRL friend. Just ask yourself, “How long did that take? Was it really worth it?” Oh, and then don’t delete me.

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Feeding Time at the Zoo!

I am in a rut.  Sure, that covers a lot of territory when it comes to me.  I never change my hair color, I tend to wear a lot of forest green and khaki/cream because I have no imagination when it comes to mix and match, and I am not fond of change in general.  I only paint my toenails fire engine red and my hair has been worn in variations of a bob, and all of these things have been drug out for the past fifteen years.

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That Darn Rubber Snake

I married a practical joker.  It is not a primary trait, but it lies in wait.  I married him even after he put a giant rubber tarantula on the toilet while I was asleep.  Since I am merely a few years away from needing my own seeing eye dog, you can imagine my horror in the middle of the night!  A giant arachnid in the glow of the nightlight, and me with my 20/2000 vision.  It wasn’t pretty.  Or quiet.

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Motivated Mondays – Being an Over-Achiever HAS to be Over-Rated

I am a good Mom. No, I am a great Mom…or so I keep telling myself that. I’m not really into “pats on the back” so the words are usually converted into little bites of Godiva, which means that there are a lot of little empty gold bags laying around. They make for elegant decor…or doggie-doo bags. Just don’t mistake the new from the old. Yes, it’s Monday. Just sayin’.

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What Kind of Parent Are You?

No, no. I’m not yelling that at you in an accusatory tone of voice. Why are you so sensitive? Something you need to confess???

What I really mean is there are many different kinds of parents:
* The Crafty Parent who will set up stations of chaos fun with glue, glitter, markers, paint, egg cartons, and the like and make a wonderful, sparkly Eiffel Tower that lights up when you clap your hands three times

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A Flurry of Madness

As mothers, we  quickly learn that things are not going to go as we planned.  Like those family dinners the experts keep touting that prevent delinquency and improve grades, the reality is drastically askew (someone is eating their spaghetti like a dog).  Or that extremely misleading commercial showing the adoring mom and beaming children making rice cereal treats together.  Seriously?  In my world, the cereal ends up on the floor and I spend 20 minutes removing cement like marshmallow/cereal goo out of the pan.  Meanwhile the kids are fighting over who gets the spatula to gnaw on and one is bitching that I didn’t put chocolate chips into them.  The baby is hanging on my leg and crying and looks like we tried to batter him in crispies.

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Funny…Makes Funny

Last week a friend told me I wasn’t very funny when I was pregnant. Personally I challenge anyone to strap on a 30 pound watermelon, try to shave their right leg…oh, and then crack a smile. Look, it’s not about being funny. Looking funny, yes. Being funny, no.

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No Fly Zone

Summer calls for salad and “getting healthy”. After all, it’s not pretty after you chow down on pasta and pass out from a carb coma…

Just sayin’.

The only negative to salad and a new health kick is that apparently our neighborhood flies are on the band wagon too. Every time I open the back door to fire up our Weber, one of them takes it as an open invitation to come in and fondle our leaf lettuce. Last week I even saw one land on the remote. I think he was trying to press “rewind” for the P90X toll-free number. Don’t feel sorry for him. He wouldn’t have made it past week 3. Yup, my “Mr. Miyagi” karate chop, not only ended any chance of him bulking up, but pretty much did him in.

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