Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Mercury Is In Retrograde And I'm Forgetting Stuff

I got so busy, I neglected to mention my new job! I left Mommyish in March and am now writing and handling social media for Scary Mommy! It's beyond great. Great. Great. I love it.

So I will try to link more posts, but if you want to follow my writing you can see it on Scary Mommy and the Scary Mommy Facebook page.

Mercury is in retrograde, y'all. Big time. I wish I had time to get into that now, but I don't want to add to the madness.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Fart Noise

Here's a little something I wrote about Gwyneth's #FoodBankNYCChallenge for Scary Mommy...

Gwyneth Paltrow Lives On A Food Stamp Budget For A Week And Annoys The Entire Internet

I guess the headline should have been "tries to" live on a food stamp budget...

ESPN Should Fire This Woman So We Can All Teach Our Kids A Lesson About Bullying

ESPN reporter Britt McHenry clearly wasn't happy when her car was towed. But, wow. She criticizes the tow lot attendant's education, weight, teeth... This is all just bad.

What a horrible person.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Mom Awesomely Live-Tweets Son's Abstinence-Only Sex Ed Class

A mom went to her son's abstinence only sex-ed class and live-tweeted it. The rest is history.

Friday, March 20, 2015

I Think I’ll Pass On Telling My Daughter The Cinderella Story

My almost two-year-old daughter got one of those Little People Disney princess castles for Christmas this year. It came with two princesses, Cinderella and Snow White — but you can buy a variety of other princesses to come hang out in the castle; BelleArielTiana, and Rapunzel to name a few. I was happy she got it: she’s the second child so she’s very into hand-me-down boy toys. Okay, she might be forced to be very into them — it’s all she really has. It was cute to see the princesses in her little hands — I thought, “Why not?” Each princess, when set upon this little stand in the middle of the castle, activates her own personal song and sayings.
It was a while before I really paid attention to what the songs were. I’d hear the melodies, but I never really focused on the words — I knew they were familiar and derived from whatever respective fairy tale the princesses came from. Then one day I was sitting next to her when her little fingers propped Cinderella on the stand:
I’m waiting for my prince
The one who’s meant for me
My dreams can’t all be wrong
I know he’ll come along
As handsome as can be…
Maybe I should have paid attention sooner.

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