For the Weekend We Zipped off to the Mountains

I lived in a big flat state with hills down south. I lived in a state surrounded by beach. And now I live in a state with Mountains AND Beach. I think that's pretty cool. What I didn't realize when we moved here, was that if you drive up north and wind around the hilly roads eventually, you turn a corner.......and VOILA.
You're in the Alps.
Did you know? I mean I HEARD they had a cute little village but who KNEW? Full of shops and restaurants. And the COOLEST Train layout some little boys I know had ever seen - at Charlemagne's Kingdom.

Fresh mountain air, a day of shopping and dinner at German restaurant made for a fun family day out. And one how can you not like a German village that features Elvis driving around handing out beads.
And best of all - they had a candy Factory selling CHOCOLATE DINOSAURS!! Just like in the Old Country.

Snark.

For the Weekend We Zipped off to the Mountains

I lived in a big flat state with hills down south. I lived in a state surrounded by beach. And now I live in a state with Mountains AND Beach. I think that's pretty cool. What I didn't realize when we moved here, was that if you drive up north and wind around the hilly roads eventually, you turn a corner.......and VOILA.
You're in the Alps.
Did you know? I mean I HEARD they had a cute little village but who KNEW? Full of shops and restaurants. And the COOLEST Train layout some little boys I know had ever seen - at Charlemagne's Kingdom.

Fresh mountain air, a day of shopping and dinner at German restaurant made for a fun family day out. And one how can you not like a German village that features Elvis driving around handing out beads.
And best of all - they had a candy Factory selling CHOCOLATE DINOSAURS!! Just like in the Old Country.

Snark.

How Do You Know You Are A Total Douche?

When Jon Lovitz beats your ass.

Well Done Lovitz.

I hope Smoking Gun or someone comes up with some Cameraphone video or something. Surely SOMEONE got some video of this catastrophe.

If this guy just kicked your ass, it's over man.

How Do You Know You Are A Total Douche?

When Jon Lovitz beats your ass.

Well Done Lovitz.

I hope Smoking Gun or someone comes up with some Cameraphone video or something. Surely SOMEONE got some video of this catastrophe.

If this guy just kicked your ass, it's over man.

The One Where I Talk About PMS

*ALERT - BOYS - I AM ABOUT TO TALK ABOUT MY PERIOD AND SOME OTHER RANDOM STUFF - BEWARE*

I should've known when I chewed my husband's head off for warning me that the cat was going to scratch me that Aunt Martha's Big Red Bus was on it's way.



But, I didn't.

I did,however, enjoy walking into the restroom at work this morning and in my only semi-caffeinated state, attaching a pad upside down to my hoohah. That's right. Sticky side facing the wrong way. Actually got out of the stall before I realized it. Then had to do a weird little dance/wriggle that was SHORT of actually walking to get back into the stall, to PULL it off of my pubes (yeah Erin and Sarah I don't wax it all off, bite me) and let me tell you................................................................pulling adhesive off your pubes at 8:45 am is really a fine coffee substitute. Because I was WIDE awake without the benefit of another cup of that beverage, while at about 8:40 I had been lamenting having not brought a cup from home......suddenly that need was completely squashed.

I also had hideous nightmares last night, I should've known.

Ugh.

Beer + Advil.

Best.

Cure.

Ever.

In other news, I'm eating my weight in Blueberry Poptarts.

I am pretending it is PMS related. Who knew they tasted good with Beer?

......................

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The One Where I Talk About PMS

*ALERT - BOYS - I AM ABOUT TO TALK ABOUT MY PERIOD AND SOME OTHER RANDOM STUFF - BEWARE*

I should've known when I chewed my husband's head off for warning me that the cat was going to scratch me that Aunt Martha's Big Red Bus was on it's way.



But, I didn't.

I did,however, enjoy walking into the restroom at work this morning and in my only semi-caffeinated state, attaching a pad upside down to my hoohah. That's right. Sticky side facing the wrong way. Actually got out of the stall before I realized it. Then had to do a weird little dance/wriggle that was SHORT of actually walking to get back into the stall, to PULL it off of my pubes (yeah Erin and Sarah I don't wax it all off, bite me) and let me tell you................................................................pulling adhesive off your pubes at 8:45 am is really a fine coffee substitute. Because I was WIDE awake without the benefit of another cup of that beverage, while at about 8:40 I had been lamenting having not brought a cup from home......suddenly that need was completely squashed.

I also had hideous nightmares last night, I should've known.

Ugh.

Beer + Advil.

Best.

Cure.

Ever.

In other news, I'm eating my weight in Blueberry Poptarts.

I am pretending it is PMS related. Who knew they tasted good with Beer?

......................

Be sure to check us out over at Props and Pans. Product Reviews for Real People!

A PSA For Mothers of Girls

This past weekend, I went someplace that you need to go.
I went here.
That is right.
I went to Babyland.
Where the REAL Cabbage Patch Kids are Born.
BORN I say! The hospital where the babies wait for you to adopt them

Or there are big Cabbage Patch Kids, who are waiting for you to take one of them home. Don't you want to take one of them home? You can see them at play in the playground or at work in the school room.
Or, you can have a SPECIAL DELIVERY! We were lucky enough to see a baby born right out of the cabbage patch, going home with the lucky little girl who was next to us.

I swear my ovaries nearly reached out and grabbed my husband and DEMANDED A GIRL while we were watching the delivery.

I may just go back and get a Cabbage Patch Doll. It's certainly quicker.

A PSA For Mothers of Girls

This past weekend, I went someplace that you need to go.
I went here.
That is right.
I went to Babyland.
Where the REAL Cabbage Patch Kids are Born.
BORN I say! The hospital where the babies wait for you to adopt them

Or there are big Cabbage Patch Kids, who are waiting for you to take one of them home. Don't you want to take one of them home? You can see them at play in the playground or at work in the school room.
Or, you can have a SPECIAL DELIVERY! We were lucky enough to see a baby born right out of the cabbage patch, going home with the lucky little girl who was next to us.

I swear my ovaries nearly reached out and grabbed my husband and DEMANDED A GIRL while we were watching the delivery.

I may just go back and get a Cabbage Patch Doll. It's certainly quicker.

Blogher is Coming to Second Life!

And it's free! Why haven't you signed up yet? I went to all the trouble of sponsoring a booth. Two of them even.
Here is the first one. At my booth you can pick up a lovely suit for next to nothing and I'll have some freebies there for you too, so you don't have to wear the hideous noob attire that you can gor free when you sign up.
How do you sign up?
It's easy.
Go HERE. Fill out the forms.
Go to Second Life - www.secondlife.com and make yourself an Avatar. Don't worry that you don't look GORGEOUS like me - we'll fix you up.

And no you don't have to be a Goth Princess or a Glamour Girl - that's the beauty of Second Life, you can be whomever you like.
Take a look at the conference schedule for Second Life Blogher if you need more convincing.

Blogher is Coming to Second Life!

And it's free! Why haven't you signed up yet? I went to all the trouble of sponsoring a booth. Two of them even.
Here is the first one. At my booth you can pick up a lovely suit for next to nothing and I'll have some freebies there for you too, so you don't have to wear the hideous noob attire that you can gor free when you sign up.
How do you sign up?
It's easy.
Go HERE. Fill out the forms.
Go to Second Life - www.secondlife.com and make yourself an Avatar. Don't worry that you don't look GORGEOUS like me - we'll fix you up.

And no you don't have to be a Goth Princess or a Glamour Girl - that's the beauty of Second Life, you can be whomever you like.
Take a look at the conference schedule for Second Life Blogher if you need more convincing.