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Jeggings (Not Jenga)

13 Aug 2010 by B-Sting

I went to a local store at the mall, today, called Buckle. It’s a dedicated jeans shop (but they also sell shirts and shoes). There were low-rise jeans, mid-rise jeans, skinny, boot cut, flared, eco-friendly (seriously??) jeans, blinged-out jeans; I was experiencing denim-sensory-overload. There were also jeggings. I laughed my ass off when the salesgirl (whom I shall refer to as Candy since I was too tickled to catch her real name) nonchalantly said the word. I asked her to repeat herself so I could get another internal chuckle, “I’m sorry. What are these called?” Although, internally, she was probably thinking, “crazy old feed-bag needs to stick to workout pants”. I asked her if she felt stupid saying the word. She said, “No”. I asked how old she was (look, this wasn’t an interview. It’s not illegal for me to ask her that question). “I’ll be 22 this year!” (she was so proud of her age). Well, that answered my question… all of them.

The Unfunny Blog Post

11 Aug 2010 by Mom With A Pen

There is no funny in this blog post. I apologize, in advance, also for the lack of helium (or other miscellaneous gases to get you through this read). There will be no squeaky-cheeky laughter or ha-ha..s. Nope, and it’s not even a dreaded Monday. Half empty or half full? I’m still undecided…but care for a Prozac?

Why? Pray. Why Pray?

08 Aug 2010 by B-Sting

Several weeks ago, I posted about a family struggling with their child’s fatal illness. Sadly, that child passed away Friday nite. He was too young. The news rocked our community and my soul. It left me begging the question “why” into the hot, suffocating air.

Groundhog Day

08 Aug 2010 by Maniacal Mommy

We had a rough morning today. The baby, JD, was in to everything. This does not make it easy to cook breakfast, and I was doing it up right. Ok, no pancakes, but if there is fruit, meat, toast and eggs, there better not be any complaining.

Talkin’ Texan

07 Aug 2010 by Maniacal Mommy

I like to joke about the way I talk. I tend to describe it as like Ray Romano and Fran Drescher had a love child. It’s a unique blend of Midwestern nasal twang combined with a Texas accent on occasion.

I Can’t Sleep

04 Aug 2010 by B-Sting

Lately, I’m like a newborn baby, for chrissakes! I can’t sleep through the nite and it’s driving me mad! MAD, I tell you!!! I’ve heard this could be the onset of perimenopause. Which is odd because isn’t perimenopause the onset of menopause? How many ‘onsets’ do we need to go through before we just dry up, already?? I’ve tried taking melatonin. It works… somewhat. I sleep deeply. Have weird dreams. THEN wake up. It’s great (sarcasm). The most recent melatonin-induced dreams include my husband telling me, “The money has run out. Go get a corporate job, again.” (although, this could have been reality and my subconscious has chosen to bank it as a dream); President Obama telling me, “What DO you do? Write? You’re not a writer! Go get me a real writer!!”; my daughter telling me, “Daddy is crying in the chair, again.” (again, this one could be reality. You decide.)

Savor the Clean

04 Aug 2010 by Maniacal Mommy

It’s been a long few days in the Maniacal house. I have family in town, and we have been getting together for dinner.

As any parent with small children can tell you, leaving the house isn’t easy. You have to pack up everything you own to keep them entertained and/or safe. By the time you drag your exhausted and whiny brood home, all you want to do is drop it all and crawl into bed.

Mommy and Me

04 Aug 2010 by Surly Mom

I’ve been trying to get this “Urban Mom” thing down for some time now. The last time I was mom to a toddler, flannel was on the way out and the coolest thing out of Seattle was a coffee company that based its business plan on rabbit husbandry. Not to mention, I lived in the “sticks.” I did the retro version of parenting based on my own upbringing. It’s called, “Go outside and play!”

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Jeggings (Not Jenga)

The Unfunny Blog Post

Why? Pray. Why Pray?

Groundhog Day

Talkin’ Texan

I Can’t Sleep

Savor the Clean

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