Recently I posted about how good it felt to come away from an afternoon spent with friends and colleagues. It was the SVMoms Group DC Metro Moms Symposium and I needed it. Weeks later it was announced that SVMoms would soon cease to exist.I can't tell you how sad this has made me. Being a part of SVMoms/DCMM was one of my favorite parts of being in this field. I not only enjoyed the camaraderie of other women, writers and friends but came away from each meeting and get together feeling revitalized, smarter and more accomplished. While DCMM didn't pay, it provided something so much more invaluable to me than monetary means. There were adventures that happened because I wrote for that group, opportunities presented themselves that created more … [Read more...]
Where’s Mummy?
This week I am all about giving away pizza, discussing my burning desire to review cars and more-Did you enter to win some pizza? There is still time. Go!New at MPR this week-Company Kid's bathing suits,I'm spending my 'Summer with Toshiba'Giving a fellow Rhode Islander and author Christine Carr some loveHow to whiten your teeth and freshen your breath- naturally with EvoraPlus.While honest baby lets me mull over eating my own placenta. Weigh in!Last week it was noted at DC Metro Moms that H has a point about Father's Day. … [Read more...]
Finding My Way, Again.
I admit that lately I have felt uninspired. I have ignored my blog, been busy with life, work and incubating the Fifth Element the last few months. It hasn't left a lot of room for contemplation, new ideas or much of anything but the bare necessities. I have felt removed from the blogosphere too. I have tried to attend events only to have to cancel from exhaustion. Last Sunday changed all that. I managed to get myself dressed and have the energy to attend the Silicon Valley Moms Group/ DC Metro Moms event that two of my friends put together. After a brunch that I missed (The Comedian got sick, that's life) there was a ssymposium of companies and professional bloggers that allowed me to not just eat some damn fine cheese but to sit in a room full of women … [Read more...]
Where’s Mummy?
Just get used to it. I'm going to be doing this every Friday from now on unless something so earth-shattering happens I cannot refrain from doing a real blog post. Besides, who is going to promote me if not me? Heh.I'm talking about the DC Soda Tax and Healthy School Act at DC Metro Moms.MPR is reviewing Tonic Organic Hair Care, the Earth Friendly Product line, and a toothbrush made of dollar bills!Also, I totally find these both to be worthwhile reads-City Mama- "Why I ditched my iphone and AT&T and got a Blackberry."Lattes and Life- "My Children's Earth"Have a great weekend! … [Read more...]
Where’s Mummy?
Check out all the places I'm at this week and suck up the shameless self-promotion.The Tree Hut Kukui Body CollectionWin a Smartipants Diaper!I talk about our Humdrum Life at DC Metro MomsSummer Reading for the wee ones.Pregnant? Win a massage from Massage Envy!Congratulations to Ashley for winning a dozen roses from California Bloom! … [Read more...]
Come Back Tomorrow
It's the middle of August.It's hot.It's humid.If you want to debate healthcare reform, read about wild toddler antics, baby meltdowns and more this is not the place. Go here instead.We're heading to the spray grounds to enjoy some end of Summer R&R. I suggest you do the same. There's plenty of time for blog reading later. The Internet will still be here when you return. I promise. Just in case you try and come back inside though, I'm locking the front door just like grandma used to do. Now scat!Image by Susan Gerstein. … [Read more...]
Fight Club at My House
"The first rule of fight club is that you do not talk about fight club."A true gem of a film.So it's not exactly fight club but on Saturday night H will enter a ring and fight his first boxing match. The past few months he has spent training for this event (Read: his dream/my nightmare). He would come home from training and sparring sessions looking like Edward-Isthatyourbloodonyourshirt?-Norton. How people viewed this all at his office I do not know. The black eyes, the swollen nose, the bruised chin and bloody lip. All of them have made me incredibly squeamish. It's one thing to watch a boxing match on TV and entirely another to see someone you love willingly get the crap punched out of them. Not that H will have that happen but I'm prepared for the worse. And possibly some new teeth. … [Read more...]
Splish Splash I Hate the Pool
I'm just going to admit this up front- I hate the pool.My husband? He seems to love the pool. I've actually begun to dread this time of year as of late because I know it means only one thing. He is going to want to go to the pool. Do I hate the pool because it means I have to get into a bathing suit? No.Do I hate the pool because of the tons of screaming children and loud cannon balling teenagers? A bit.Do I hate the pool because the women's locker/rest room is a stinkin' hive of germs and wet toilet paper on the floor but never on the roll where it belongs and out of the three toilets usually only one is flushed? That one? It usually has a brown mucky poop-laced water on the floor around it. YES! YES! I hate the pool for that reason. I feel like TD and I need a round of shots … [Read more...]
Hungry, Broke and Ludacris
You hear a song on the radio, in the car, in a store, or on your ipod and suddenly you are taken back to a distinct time and place. You are no longer standing in frozen foods but in a darkened high school gym or in your bestest friends bedroom. The song/memory evocation is so strong it can bring up deep feelings, distinct smells and completely take you back in time, if only for a few moments. This week, in the days leading up to my birthday (and let's face it, because it's my blog) I'm doing a little trek down memory lane each time it will be accompanied with a song that brings it all back. I would love it if you would share with me some memories you have and the songs that take you back too. I had been married to H for about a year and we were living in what felt like the land of the … [Read more...]
Quick! Call Nanny 911
Yesterday was one of those days. Desperate emails were sent out to my close friends with sentences along the lines of, "I love her but I don't like her." and "I no longer know what to do." TD is three and has turned from being the cheeky, lovable imp of a dictator, you know sort of like Mussolini in sprite form, if Mussolini would have ever considered sprites and fascism a wise political move, to all out Pol Pot mode. Seriously. The hell fire back talk that has begun in the last day or so is vicious. I would not be surprised if I found her using a grizzled bone to pick her teeth with as she squatted on her bed with a three-headed dog at her feet. I might have to start referring to her as Zuul. It's that bad. I am at a loss on how to discipline someone who in a split second goes … [Read more...]