or like this...
Thursday, August 28, 2008
mini-van-ity plates
or like this...
Monday, August 25, 2008
the email forward
I generally delete these or at least send them right over to my spam folder, (okay, really they sit in my Inbox unread that's why I have 851 messages in said Inbox) but today I got one that caught my eye.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
dirty little secrets
Monday, August 18, 2008
his half birthday
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I'm so not a granola girl
Monday, August 11, 2008
Hooters for Neuters
It appears as though the term 'neutered' makes men cross their legs, cup their hands and clear their throats (what a surprise!) Men fear that neutering their best friend may take away from his owner's virility. Apparently, jiggling young women, clad in short shorts and tight t-shirts bearing platters of wings is helping encourage those men to in fact, neuter/spay their pet.
Thank you, Hooters girls for your job well done. It's great that your continuing to 'encourage' our men and dwelling into serious issues (which, I don't want any haters, I know that it's serious, I just couldn't pass up the chance to blog about the great slogan: Hooters for Neuters.)
Oh, and did you know that Hooters has clothing for children. Get your Christmas shopping done early! (I'm so getting this for Wyatt)
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
duct tape and desire
Perhaps I should look into something to advance my career, below they are looking for someone 'mature'. Plus, who doesn't like a free clothing job benefit...
Looking for a mature model girl next door is a plus
Or perhaps a job that interests the 'high end', sophisticated side of myself...
Looking for females and couples ages 18-35 for a high end fetish video and photo shoot. Head and body shots a plus. Experience isn't a must, we will train if necessary. Up to $75 an hour if experienced and a good fit, possibility of long term work with points. Contact James
Compensation: Up to $75/hr based on experience
(and yes, I could totally use $75 an hour, that would be a huge pay increase. Bonus, they are 'willing to train'. I am curious what a 'good fit' means and 'long term work with points', hmmm)
or perhaps I should forget a new job and just have my investments start working for me...
We're looking for an abandoned warehouse, or an empty warehouse that looks rough or could be dressed down. Even an empty or closed restaurant, bar, gas station. Something a dirty cop and an ex-con would hold a reality show so it wouldn't draw attention. Budget is very low so we'll talk about compensation. The owner of the location will get film credit, copies of the project, invite to the wrap party and to the premiere, and t-shirts when they arrive.
I think my house would be perfect for a dirty cop and/or ex-con show. I'd get to wear a t-shirt that says something along the lines of "America's Next Felon" was filmed at my house and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. (Aren't those shirts the best!)
It's so great that life is full of opportunities. (I'll make sure to tell my children this when their mouths are taped shut so they can be sure to hear me.) You can thank me too, I've left all links to Reply to:
Monday, August 4, 2008
renewal
I watched her bath this baby, feed this little being, cloth this tiny little boy all by herself. Though I was seventeen and wrapped up in my own world like only a seventeen year old could do, I took some notice. I could see that she loved it, she loved being a mother, it was written not only on her face, but her entire body oozed of new motherhood.
But she did it all alone. There was no one really to hand off her baby to when she desperately needed a break. No one to turn to in the middle of the night and whisper 'your turn' to when the baby woke in the wee hours of the morning. There is also no one that understands quite like your partner, your husband in sharing that little smile between the two of you as you recap the moments of the day that made you laugh out loud or in fact, scream out loud.
I've been thinking about this, as well as those moms that have husbands that work all of the time or husbands who travel for business often. I'm so lucky, I don't have that. I spent several night of this vacation wiping tears away from my four year old's eyes, getting ready for bed, as he again begged for Dad to be able to be there. Bedtime is their time, he and Dad reading books, folded into each other absorbing each other in that moment of that night. I love that he cherishes his father in a way that I can never replicate.
I'm lucky that I don't have to be a father, ever. I'm a mother. I may not be good at it some days, I may very much be this anti-supermom on those days when I give up trying to do it all but knowing that I do not have to 'do it all' all by myself renews love of my husband, my partner.