This was originally published last December. Happy holidays, compadres! May your days be merry and your nights not be ruled by the iron fist of 2-3 hour feedings. __________________ On the second day of Christmas, the holiday spirit vomited in my living room. Fortunately, the ancient Chinese art of feng shui was strictly adhered to and the positive flow ...
Category Archives: Humor
Guesty Monday: Haikus From MENSA
Tonya, from her new blog Going To MENSA and formerly of Ad Hoc Mom and currently of advice-giving Mouthy Housewives fame, is awesome. And awesomely funny. And like me, she has a wild - I mean, wonderful - three-yr-old son. If you do ...
Postpartum Postcard: The Great American Novel
True or False - I have been busy writing which of the following books: * Love In The Time Of Colic * Tears Dry On Their Own (But Burp Cloths Work Well Too) * Choose Your Own (Birth) Adventure - Subtitle: Baby Got VBAC * Pump-In-Style DJ: Rock Out To The Rhythmic Beat Of Your Breast Pump * Pride & ...
A Husband Defends The Band “Rush.”
More Pinot? It's good right? I got it on the top shelf at the grocery store. No, not the second-to-top shelf. Taste the berries. What? That noise? I put on a CD. It's the best three-man band on the face of the Earth. Rush. You totally love them, remember? When you say 'hate', I think what ...
You’re So Sexy, Honey, Stop It!
You're so sexy, honey, stop it! With your clogged sinuses and post-nasal drip, I get weak in the knees and the way you handle That neti pot - PLEASE! Flood that nasal cavity With warm. saline. solution. Oh yeeeah, says Barry White. You're the first, the last, my everything with Sudafed Night. You're so sexy, honey, stop it! And me with my ...
To Asia, Jeeves! Keep The Peanuts.
Airline travel is so lackluster these days. Cramped. Stale. Unfriendly. Like an extended New York City cab ride in which your fate no longer lies with Abubakar and his disdain of traffic laws, but with an effeminate guy named Russell who blames you for his off-Broadway failure and throws peanuts in your face. Not that I've voyaged anywhere ...
Humor Blogger. Spokesperson. Celebrity.
Lately, I've been thinking a lot about fashion bloggers. And that one commercial for TJ Maxx starring Lindsey Calla. All I can think of is, "Poor, poor fashion bloggers. With such limited opportunities and so many doors shutting in their stylish faces, sitting at home all alone with their Marc Jacobs bags ...
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