I'm a DC-area mother with an over-developed sense of irreverence, ADD, socialist tendencies and a blog. All my opinions are entirely my own and not representative of anything officially sanctioned by any political party, my mother, or arbiters of common sense and good taste.
This little gem should quell any desire to raise our own Bizzaro Genius Babies. Mad props to MC Frontalot, who is a relative of mine by marriage. That’s right. I’ve had Christmas dinner with a leading nerdcore rapper and gotten drunk with his mom. Who is awesome. If Front’s fresh rhymes go by too fast for you, you can read them here. Also? Why is there no mom-core rap genre? I think I’ll become the…
Last week I was over on stark. raving, mad. mommy’s blog firing the opening salvo in what we hope will be the last battle in the Mommy Wars. I had a post on her blog last week speaking up for the Working Moms of the world. You know who you are: you’re sitting in a board room right now, blissfully unaware that there’s a Cheerio cemented to the lapel of your pin-striped suit, Maybe you…
I hereby dedicate this hot mess to Lydia from Rants from Mommyland’s son Hawk and daughter Thumbelina and stark. raving mad. mommy’s Little Dude. You’re welcome, ladies.
Dear Tori, I feel like we’ve become close in recent months, what with me reading your books and watching the most recent season of Tori & Dean. In fact, I just read you latest book Uncharted TerriTori over the weekend so I feel really up to date on your goings on. I was going to do a review of your book but, seeing as we’re BFF and all, I thought maybe it was better if…
No, that did not say that I AM a Pregnant Chicken. I’m not pregnant at all. And I’m certainly not a chicken. Except where spiders are concerned. I would happily shriek and run away from every spider I meet. No, what I said is that I’m the guest poster at Pregnant Chicken, a blog that I wish I had known about when I was pregnant. Pregnant Chicken addresses all those questions you have when you’re…
Dear Hollywood: Why are you so boring? Listen, Hollywood, you’re killing me. I’m a mom blogger. A working mom blogger, at that. My life is not interesting. Sure, I have my moments when I stagger onto the metro, weighted down by my toddler and a couple of bags only to watch a slutty-looking teen-ager grab the only empty row of seats in sight, tell her it would have been nice if she’d let me have…
stark raving. mad. mommy. posted this and I am blatantly and audaciously stealing it because it is the funniest freaking thing I’ve seen all day. Mostly safe for work and kids but there is one cuss word and an obscene gesture.
Football seasons continues apace and Ohio State is still undefeated. Largely because they played Ohio University last week, which is a little like a Jedi doing battle with a Labradoodle puppy. Anyway. My good friend Law Momma of Spilled Milk (And Other Atrocities) has taken an interest in my recipes and has made the last couple for her husband. She herself is a vegetarian so I thought I’d list something that she could actually eat.…
This video cracked me up because it may be the greatest mash-up references from all the AP classes you took in high school and hand-job jokes. Awe. Some. Warning: It is totally not safe for work or small children.
If you’re ever read the stark. raving. mad. mommy. blog, you know that the only reason she needs guest posters is to give herself a break from laughing at her own funny. She writes the most hilarious things in the world about her four (FOUR!) kids and never fails to make my day. She also sends me emails about important things like writing a book and, instead of being a normal friend who congratulates her,…
