Really, I was beginning to question the freakish things that aren’t happening in Bizarro World lately. Its been kind of a dry spell, a long, hot, sucktacular dry spell of complete and utter blah.
Blah.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. A…
It is the summer of my discontent. Its freaking hot, and with a bunch of children to entertain, the heat makes things much more difficult. However, I shall prevail over this weather madness. I survived the Snowpacalypse, I shall survive the burning str…
About an hour after the previous blog, Freedom woke up, and the first words he said to me were, “I don’t remember going to sleep.”
Oh. Shit.
We try to piece together the events of the evening. Wine. RHPS. I sang. He sang. We did the T…
Notes from last night:
All of my life-changing moments happen when Rocky Horror comes on TV.
OCS Solutions is an awesome hosting company. Check it.
Rocky Horror Picture Show is still fabulous.
Get more tapes for camera.
Freedom dancing to RHPS is even …
Summer Solstice, historically, is a time to celebrate the joy and warmth of summer, and an opportunity to release fears and sadness. It honors the feeling you get when you open your door and walk out into a perfect, sun-shining day. Make the most of to…
N8V Running shares her culture, heritage and children with the world.
Durrah brings us the June ATS featured video!
Melia guest blogs on MOM! Better yet, she reveals her love for Al Gore!
June on HippyMom!
Lessons on how to NOT be an UnCool Girl.
Anoth…
That’s an awesome title.
I had an awesome weekend.
I’m concerned at how much I actually use the word, “awesome,” lately.
Awesome.
This weekend’s awesomeness included a trip to Baltimore. Baltimore isn’t really that a…
Its Monday…well, Monday night and I’m drinking a well-deserved martini. Three of four kiddos are in bed, one is happily traveling back from his own Memorial Day vacation with his friend and I have, once again, survived a road trip with the …
No, not flying, but I’m leaving for the weekend, with Twitches and Freedom in tow, to see my amazing friend, Durrah and her troupe do some dancing. Then, we’re going to hit the beach where I will not gawk at anyone in a bathing suit, because I refuse to objectify women anymore. At least today. [...]
If you read my last blog, you may have noticed that with MJ, Freedom and The Husband, this weekend I’d planned to get hammered to stop the eye twitch from hell. For the record:
Melia did not get hammered.
Melia got bitch slapped (sorry, feminists) with some brutal realities.
Melia is making major changes.
Melia has amazing friends and [...]
