This isn’t me, and this picture does not convey the depth of the titty smashing that occurs. So I woke up dreading today. I dread this day every year, the day of my mammogram. My mother died of breast cancer in 2005, at age 52. She was diagnosed at 49.* Even though I know that [...]
So, not that I needed anything else to play with, but…I now have a Tumblr. See/hear/feel it.
Say your resident football fan(atic) is driving home from the gym and calls you to find out the score of The Game. You know…THE Game, whatever game is on that’s he’s missing, and the score of which he needs to know right away. Maybe he’s come to grips with the fact that, in his absence, [...]
Isn’t she lovely? So…I haven’t been invited to a baby shower since, like, 2002, 2003. Then this week…I get invitations to 2, both next month. And I have to admit: The old uterus roused from its slumber to whine, “What about meee?” Me to TechBooHusband: Hon, we should have a baby shower. TechBooHusband: For our [...]
Or rather a lantern, with a genie in it. Or something. At any rate, I rub him and I get books! Actually, I send him links to books I like, and *POOF*…they appear. From our earliest dating days, I told him he could miss me with the flowers and jewelry (though I appreciate any and [...]
PantyO started following me on Twitter the other day, and I’m not exactly sure why. Look…I’m pushing 40, have had natural childbirth, and well, the old gray mare ain’t what she used to be. Yet, TechBooHusband stays smiling so…*shrug*. That said…even if I was having problems, I STILL wouldn’t blow $125 on PantyO, some drawse [...]
I’m digging in the literary crates this week, and this morning I pulled out some nonfiction: one of my LiteraryMama columns from 2005, that feels like a life time ago. Who’s Your Daddy? By Deesha Philyaw March 9, 2005 A few months ago, I tuned in to a new Fox reality show, “Who’s Your Daddy?” [...]
Let’s see… Awakened at 1 AM by a noise, sounds like a Mack truck in my furnace room. Call TechBoo to troubleshoot. End up having to cut the power off to the furnace at the circuit breaker. Send text to plumbing/heating/contracting guy. Drag portable heater into girls’ bathroom so that they can get dressed in [...]
Southwest: The Official Airline of Our Relationship Techboo and I get asked all the time, “How do you do it?”–”it” being maintain a long-distance relationship which will soon become a long-distance marriage.* Here’s one answer to that question: Tip #287: Making Long-Distance Love Work – Text Game Proper Text your lady-love a picture of some [...]
You know how celebrities are always being hospitalized for “exhaustion”? Well, I feel their pain. Except my exhaustion isn’t chemically induced. I’m, like, really, really tired. It all started last week…