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"Mommy, I wanna tell you a story. But first, let me get my hat. Hey — look — a bird!"
First, one piece of background before I tell you this story about Robbie. And here I’ll quote Mike: Robbie has a LOT of pee in his body! Onward. Robbie is nothing if not a good story teller. Ask him a question, any question, and you are in for the long haul. His tales involve many…
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I just got back from the dentist, and boy are my arms tired. (Wait, is that the way that joke goes?)
I went to the dentist this morning. I like the hygienist, I like the dentist, everyone is really friendly there, and they are nearly always very prompt. The times that they are running a little late don’t usually bother me either, because they have about 75 magazine subscriptions. I catch up on trashy-reading in a…
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Go Read It Today, Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Andria recounts 6 years ago today. Um, I mean “yesterday.” “He said, she said” but with a dad and a teen. Heartbreakingly honest. And a Kristen bifecta (is that a word?): crotch hair * and feeling homeless at home. * “Bleaching assholes”??? I really missed a memo if that’s what us chicks are into now……
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I can say without a doubt that the people who read my blog are the nicest folks on teh intarnet.
I post about a whiny douchebag and you all come out of the woodwork to agree with me. Now I’m not one who has ever had a posse, BUT YOU ALL ROCK THE FREAKING HOUSE. I can say without a doubt that this is my absolute favorite thing about blogging. Sure, I like the challenge…
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Oh, the internet she is a foul mistress. Especially when folks use her to complain about you behind your back.
Sigh, last November we had a birthday party for Robbie at a local gymnastics joint. The party was noon – 1:30 and involved kids playing wild and crazy games, eating cake, and going home exhausted. Parents didn’t have to lift a finger, and their kids were in and out in an hour and a half.…
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Go Read It Today, Monday, March 5, 2007
Ew. Yet disturbingly delicious-looking. If you looked up “closure” in the dictionary, it would look like this. Agreed, this is a great smile. Another story which reminds me that I like people. Well. At least he’s not clicker-trained. As long as this post doesn’t get Barb kicked off American Idol, it’s a good one.
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"Beat sugar and cream cheese until creamy. Stir in Cool Whip. Spread over pretzels."
What kind of abomination is this? All I want is to find an easy way to make Jello in layers. I don’t want to add Nilla Wafers. Or cheesecake. Or slivered almonds. What is wrong with the world??
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So that Idi Amin, not such a nice guy. But Forrest Whittaker? He's got him down.
Last night we saw The Last King of Scotland which was not at all the movie I thought it was going to be. I was prepared for a full-on assault of horrible atrocities, sadness, and a dying country but this movie was a smaller story about the people around Idi Amin. I liked it a…
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Go Read It Today, Sunday, March 4, 2007
If you’re running WordPress 2.1.1 on a self-hosted (as in not on wordpress.com) blog, upgrade to 2.1.2 ASAP. Read about George. Commenters gone crazy. I’m no Ann Coulter expert. Is she always like this? Aint that the truth.
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Fly Plain Jane Mom. We love to fly and it shows. Well, replace "fly" with "eat"…
Note this post is from March 2007. There are no sponsored posts on Plain Jane Mom. (Update: Check out my mid-point report from March 16th, 2007.) This is not a sponsored post. So you’ll probably have noticed that I have “Sponsored Posts” on my site these days. Yep, it’s true. Some might say I’ve crossed…
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Go Read It Today, Saturday, March 3, 2007
Food recall: Salmonella in your fruit. Sigh. Doss is in a new hospital. One where they can apparently deal with, you know, test results and things like that. I wish you all well. I’m calling you someone who needs a nap. Me too. And again I say “me too.” You should see my glasses. I…
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Why are those dirty, neglected children cackling? And why are they so demented?
Confession time. We are now swimming-lesson and gymnastics-class-free. And no “play dates” either. And we never go to the park. Or the public swimming pool. In short, we are child abusers who make our kids find their own fun right in their own backyard. That’s not a euphemism. I really do mean in their own…
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Is this breathy voice still sexy when followed by my discretely coughing out a lung?
It’s a good thing that blogging is a written medium because my voice is almost completely gone today. And along with it for the ride is my mind. I can’t blame not getting enough sleep on my cold, however, it is all Buffy’s fault. You know, the Vampire Slayer? As you may know, Mr. Plain…
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Go Read It Today, Friday, March 2, 2007
This goofball post is about corn. And hope. Good question about the presence of women geeks. (Tip: Burningbird.) Wow, Dooce’s house looks so relaxing. And nothing like my house! You go, WTM, this is a FANTASTIC letter. Your girl is fortunate to have you as her mom. And up pops Y with another brave post.…
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Post-birthday traumatic stress disorder. Not to be disrespectful or anything, but that needs to be recognized as a real condition.
We’re just all about Legos here at House of Newly 5 Year Old Boy. Although I have to say that the balloons my mom brought over are ALMOST as popular. Well at least they’re not just playing with the boxes the toys came in. I know that is supposed to be the essence of cute,…
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Go Read It Today, Thursday, March 1, 2007
Andria, they’re going to come after us again if you keep this up! “Best Pregnancy Picture Ever.” Agreed. I have SO been there. I cry foul. How is this really possible?
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With my 3 lunatic boys, I find myself thinking about the effect of birth order quite a lot.
Chip, charming #3, always trying to make a unique place in the world for himself. Today he went to school in his brother’s birthday cake hat. With one tall red boot and one short yellow boot on. His answer to every question was “no” and he wouldn’t kiss me goodbye. Not meanly, just trying out…
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I love ice hockey for the noise, the fun, the excitement, and for how it reminds me of games I went to in college.
No, this really isn’t going to turn into a sports blog, but I do love going to hockey games. My step-dad has shared season tickets to the San Jose Sharks since the team started, and about once a year he gives Mr. Plain and I a set of tickets. My mom watches the kids while…
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Go Read It Today, Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Need a new car? Here’s some fantastic advice. I’d rather go to Chuck E Cheese! Another convert for Google Reader. Prayers / good thoughts / supportive comments are needed for little Doss.
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"Yo mama likes cool things" and other taunts my boys will hear daily as they grow into their gender-role-confused adulthood.
Yesterday was the love of Mike’s life’s birthday party, so we went to get her a gift. As we were driving to Target, I suggested we get her Hullabaloo. Good choice, right? Apparently not. And here I quote Mike. “NO, Mommy. Girls like beautiful things. Boys like cool things.” Hmmm. After clarification, I learned that…