School Mom FAIL

Pajamas and Coffee RV Trip Across the Universe

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Easy Like Sunday Morning
It’s Sunday, a day I would nevvvvver normally post. Because GOD took the day off to rest, so I think we should as well. After NoYoHoHo month or whatever it is I challenged myself to do blogging every 30 days, I will probably never post on Sunday again.  So here we are. I’m here. I posted. Jesus loves you. That is all. Go back to resting.

Share a Blog Saturday
I am starting something, NOT JUST because it’s write-a-post-every-day-for-a-month November hell challenge, either. I was thinking it would be cool to feature another blog on Saturdays. I’ve been wanting to do it for awhile, so may as well start here on the month of 30 posts. If everybody agrees it’s a cool idea, I will continue it for Saturdays after November. So HOW am I going to choose the blog? Aah, the golden question. Well, for now, I am going to start by featuring blogs that are on my blogroll. These blogs all link to me, and I link to them, and it’s a perfect union of linkyjuicy juice love. I have printed out a list of the blogs on my bl

Heiney Virus
I would like to warn you all about a terrfiying virus sweeping the nation. It’s the “Heiney Virus.” It has been named this by my mother, a woman who is normally blissfully unaware of the world around her and chooses not to partake in the watching of news nor the reading of newspapers. The other day my dad, a man who reads the Philadelphia Inquirer on a daily basis, was reading the paper at the table when my mom, who saw the reverse side, no doubt while sipping her co

I Suck Donkey Dong
If you were on twitter last night, you may have heard my severe-case-of-Whine Flu whinefest. Why? Because I kinda got like my first really super negative comment. Not the we’re-here-because-you-demanded-money-for-charity-from-Dooce people, but a real live YOU SUCK kind of comment. It’s on an old post I wrote back in March to which I linked yesterday. If you haven’t seen it, it bascially says I am an over

School Mom FAIL
I brought my teenager to the high school today wearing slippers. I had to go sign her in at the office, pretty much the nail in the coffin of her death by humiliation. (No, they weren’t these cool slippers. I wish! At least I could shuffle around and clean the kitchen floor like a human Swiffer.*) The slippers kinda looked like they might be shoe