Feb 28, 2009

Not Everyone Has An Easy Start

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I have to admit that both of my girls had a fairly easy time with birth. Cordy was a scheduled c-section during the 38th week because she was determined to never come out and had arranged herself in … [Continue reading...]

Filed Under: big issues, love, mom blogs, people who don't suck ·


Feb 27, 2009

Haiku Friday: (Lack of) Technical Support

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Few things in life areas uber-annoying asTime Warner CableTechnical support?Talk to "Luke", the guy with anIndian accentBack to the verybeginning - "are you sure yourrouter is turned on?"More mindless … [Continue reading...]

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Feb 25, 2009

Bribes, Baking and Potty Training

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Cordy is nearly four and half years old, and is still not potty trained. Yes, throw all your tsk-tsks at me, I've heard them a hundred times already. We're not committed enough, we're not doing it … [Continue reading...]

Filed Under: Cordy, domestic zero, growing up ·


Feb 23, 2009

What is a Blogger Worth?

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When I was at Blissdom 09, one of the hot topics was monetizing your blog. If you were following along on Twitter, you might have seen a flurry of women trying to figure out how much the panelists are … [Continue reading...]

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Feb 22, 2009

Bring On The Glitz

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Years ago when we lived in Oxford (Ohio), Aaron and I would host an Oscar party for all of our friends. We'd invite everyone we knew, buy lots of food and drink for the party, design and print off … [Continue reading...]

Filed Under: geek paradise, more than parents, pop culture ·


Feb 20, 2009

Haiku Friday: Memories

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I've been feeling abit melancholy latelythinking of the pastI think I will startsharing more stories from myyounger, pre-kid days While chatting over lunch the other day, Aaron had to correct me on … [Continue reading...]

Filed Under: Haiku Fridays, me me me, memories ·


Feb 19, 2009

The Day I Was Nearly Kidnapped

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Every time I read another story about a missing child, I get a knot in my stomach. I can't imaging the pain of having your child abducted, even right from your own home while you sleep, with no idea … [Continue reading...]

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