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I was just sitting here typing when I felt a bug fly into my bra. I thought to myself “Did a bug just fly into my bra?” I wasn’t quite sure, until I felt it stinging or biting or something. My first instinct was to stand up and fling my bra off and start searching for the offensive thing. Unfortunately, I had a 17-yr-old and 18-yr-old boy in the same room with me. I could just imagine their faces as A) a female suddenl…
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I’ve got it.
Oh my god.
This is it.
I’m so doing this.
This is what I’ve been waiting for.
Why didn’t I think of this before?
It’s so obvious.
This is the wave of the future.
This will be my ticket out.
This is the chance of a lifetime.
I’m totally doing this one.
For real this time.
This is THEE one.
[Angels sing a short burst of Handel’s <em>Messiah</em>]
I can’t believe it.
It’s so simple.
PLUS
So and so
and w…
Posted by Jenn and Ryan on May 8th, 2008 at 11:29pm — No Comments
"I really want to go to this book signing, you think we can find a way to make it work?" I asked M as I headed to work this morning. Little L woke up completely fever free, and, though I had originally decided to stay home with her today I quickly realized that there was really no reason to keep her from daycare. She was chipper and showed no sign of the rash that would have indicated she was suffering from Roseola. And so I got her ready and dropped her off a little over an hour after M had dro…
Posted by kikarose on May 8th, 2008 at 11:07pm — No Comments
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I am a Bear den leader at Cub Scouts, and today was our den meeting. Consequently, when I got home it was dinner time, and there was no dinner to be found anywhere. I was planning hamburgers, but I just needed to put my feet up a minute because Cub Scouts wears me out. You know, nine-year-old boys and all. Fine, I only have one Bear, but he wears me out, okay?! Besides, there’s all that rural traffic. It’s getting wors…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 8th, 2008 at 7:51pm — No Comments
My friend, Peggy, used to say she was feeling "meepy". Best characterized as a generalized feeling "down"...but not really sad...not really depressed....just sort of tired and not motivated. I've been working so hard in school, so intensely...and trying to also get work done in the studio. I just don't think I've had enough sleep lately. Maybe I'll turn in early tonight.
I need to get to New Orleans to see Kate and the girls soon. She suggested June, after school is out, but I will have…
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The problem with oral exams is not that I have to *do* them. I love having the chance to have a 1-on-1 with each student, hear how much they’ve improved since the start of the semester, find out how their final exams are going, etc etc.
But there is one distinct drawback to the oral exam thrill: having to listen to my own voice recorded—in Spanish—and played back to me so that I can hear how many grammatical errors I myself made when speaking. Plus the joy of hearing my idioti…
Posted by voncookie on May 8th, 2008 at 8:55am — No Comments
I am alone at work (as I usually am) and left with my thoughts. Unfortunately when that happens my thoughts do not run to the myriad of things I need to get done with our countless, begun yet not finished, home improvement projects and instead tend to wander to the days when my granddaughter was in my life. I was with her throughtout her in utero days, there when she was born (August 12, 2005), there for many, many firsts and then it was over. My daughter-in-law and son decided they could not…
Posted by Deb Menard on May 8th, 2008 at 8:40am — No Comments
Last night was awesome, and the reason that I hardly have a voice today. What did I do you ask? I went to a special solo performance by Bryan Adams. The all acoustic show was unbelievable. He did such a fablous job. The show wasn't in a big venue, more like a local bar setting so the crowd was a lot smaller than you'd expect although the show was a complete sell out. He interacted with the audience trading small conservation, even played some songs people in the audience yelled out.
I…
Posted by Jeanine on May 8th, 2008 at 6:13am — No Comments
Hi friends.
First of all, huge love and thanks to all our awesomely supportive friends and family who emerge from behind the blog scenes every now and then to support our art with their hard earned cash. Even e-mails and comments mean the world to us, especially following huge existential double panic attacks about EVERYTHING. We run circles around our circular cave, pulling our ever-grayer hair, wailing--What are we doing? Why can't we function? Why can't we make money doing what we L…
Posted by Jenn and Ryan on May 8th, 2008 at 12:47am — No Comments
Today Clarissa and I were out running errands all afternoon. That is so much fun to do with a 2-yr-old. I can hardly wait ‘til we get to do that again.
One of our stops was at Sam’s Club. Sam’s Club is like Costco, a membership warehouse. Because I have so many teenagers, I alwa…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 7th, 2008 at 10:09pm — No Comments
Bwahhh work! Bwaahhhh sick baby*! Bwwaaah work! Bwaahhhhaaa biting toddler**? Whaaaa?
Now you know what it's like inside my head this week. You're welcome. I know you really wanted to know.
Between
the looming deadline that is driving me crazy at work, and the feverish
baby I haven't known where to focus, haven't been able to focus
anywhere really. I'm jumping around trying to bring my A game both at
work and at home and failing pretty miserably on both counts I'm sure.
I'm…
Posted by kikarose on May 7th, 2008 at 10:07pm — No Comments
Honestly, I just can't do voices. I liked letters, I wish I had been around for lists, but voices has beaten me.
Every idea I come up with falls under two categories: 1) Cute things my kids have said and 2) depressing "look inside yourself" kind of posts. I'm not big on either and frankly, my kids aren't that cute. Sure, I could post about singers I love or important people that need to be heard, but that really doesn't fit in with the useless drivel that I generally try to stick with.…
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 7th, 2008 at 9:52pm — 1 Comment
Since my real live blog, blog on with califmom, has been hijacked by blogger, I'm going to post here. This is the first time in 4 years of blogging that I've been unable to view my blog. The really lovely part is that blogger appears to have no actual email contact...just a less-than-helpful forum where you can't even search on the error. Ugh! So, today's "voice" is an angry one, that's going unheard in its usual locale.
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I’m not a prissy, primpy girl. It’s never been my thing to be dressed to the nines, perfectly coifed and spit-polished. I’m mostly the wash-and-go type.
I do, on occasion, like to get a mani-pedi, and three or four times a year I get my hair cut and styled. If I’m feeling crazy I will even get my eyebrows waxed.
By far the most expensive thing is my haircut. I used to go to the salons in Wal-Mart but after twice crying my eyes out over the latest hair disaster, I finally went to…
Posted by Cheryl Rushing on May 7th, 2008 at 10:46am — No Comments
I had a particularly odd dream last night. I dreamt that I was in the cast of Heroes and I was in a scene with Matt Parkman where we were running through the streets of somewhere Roman, from what I could tell. Matt didn't have the required pass to get through to the next sectio…
Posted by Lilian on May 7th, 2008 at 6:10am — No Comments
Conflicting voices are having it out in my head right now.
One is screaming NO!!!!! You do not need this at all. The other YES do it, go for it! Just look at it you want it, you really do, I promise it will be better than sex even.
What is it you ask?
Just look at this! I found it while browsing through the Wordless Wednesday postings. (Thank you Irish Dasies)
…
Posted by Jeanine on May 7th, 2008 at 6:05am — No Comments
So, the voice in my head at 1:00 a.m. decided to scream at me the following words:
"YOU'RE MISMANAGING THE LITMAG, DUMBASS!!!"
Hard to sleep with a haranguing drill sergeant in your head. Very hard. So here I am writing today's blog post, all insomniac-y and stressed out at quarter of 2 in the morning.
The LitMag has been a daily stress for some time. It *will* be over soon, I keep telling myself. And I'm really not mismanaging it. There have just been some things…
Posted by voncookie on May 7th, 2008 at 1:47am — No Comments
18:00
I got hijacked by a run to Oh-So-NoCal Café with KnitKitteh, and so no chapter writing got done, but there was a copious amount of intellectual conversation at Oh-So-NoCal Café that made up for it. Of course, the Rabid Intellectualism was then followed by a conversation about which character on “Friends” was most pitiable—KnitKitteh and I both agreed that it is the emasculated Chandler that deserves the most sympathy. Almost as much sympathy as Jennie Garth’s cha…
Posted by voncookie on May 6th, 2008 at 10:32pm — No Comments
Last night I hit publish and logged off the computer. As I stood up and stretched I looked around me at the overwhelming mess; toys, shoes, magazines, dishes, mail, books, all of it scattered on every possible surface as well as the floor. I glanced at the clock and realized that if I started picking up I wouldn't be in bed before midnight so I gingerly made my way to the light switch and plunged the room into darkness. There, what you can't see doesn't matter. Today was gearing up to be a helli…
Posted by kikarose on May 6th, 2008 at 10:13pm — No Comments
Do you hear what I hear?
Nope it is because the kids are finally quiet! Woo hoo!
Posted by Jeanine on May 6th, 2008 at 10:00pm — No Comments
We are proud to offer Aprons designed and produced exclusively by Carolyn West in Los Angeles, California, Carolyn's Kitchen Aprons…
Posted by Cait Lynn on May 6th, 2008 at 7:30pm — No Comments
I consider myself a pretty easy-going person. It only takes my kids or my husband to ruffle my feathers (of course, that’s my entire life right now). But I have a new pet-peeve that I need to work through. My new pet-peeve is WORD VERIFICATION!
I absolutely hate it when I have written some lengthy comment (because I know that really everyone is interested in my comments, probably more than the original post, which is why I bless so many blogs with my comments, as a t…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 6th, 2008 at 6:49pm — No Comments
Didn't do a thing today, and liveblogged all of the nothingness.
See onetoughvoncookie.com for details.
Sorry so short, more tomorrow.
Posted by voncookie on May 6th, 2008 at 5:51pm — No Comments
I have often wondered what sound a giraffe makes, and it seems that many other people have, too. Just try search…
Posted by Lilian on May 6th, 2008 at 1:45pm — No Comments
Around 1:30 in the morning I heard our generator grind to a shuttering halt. Not good. Luckily Number One Son was still awake. Surprise, surprise. He went out into the night and climbed the fire escape stairs up to the roof to find the cause of the problem. Out of gas. Strange. I say that is strange because just earlier that day I had arranged to have two large cans filled with diesel and dropped off at the house. Oh look, there they are by the front gate. Aren't they so useful there? After h…
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 6th, 2008 at 12:49pm — 1 Comment
So you think you've won the sleep war? After a few nights of torturous
screaming your child finally consented to fall asleep in her crib
without crying. You danced a jig. Then, to get your hopes even higher,
she slept from 10pm to 7:30am. You danced an even longer jig while
patting yourself on the back. All that screaming paid off. All those
hours waiting for her to go. to. sleep. were clearly worth the torture.
But
then she caught a cold. A small thing. No fever. But just enough to
der…
Posted by kikarose on May 5th, 2008 at 10:50pm — No Comments
or are we going on about the wrong things?
For example:
1) Miley Cyrus in the (red satin) sheet(s.) Okay, maybe it’s because I’m not a mom (of a teenage girl), but I don’t get it. Miley poses for an artistic lovely shot by one of the world’s best photographers and it’s a National Crisis. Meanwhile, Jamie Lyn Spears (same approximate age) gets pregnant and gets a RAISE, not to mentio…
Posted by washwords on May 5th, 2008 at 9:44pm — No Comments
Tonight is Monday night. Around our house, that means Family Home Evening. We have set aside Monday night as the time for our family to gather around for dinner and an evening of activity which could include a lesson of some type to better us, maybe a game or a movie, or maybe just go to the park and play soccer. The idea is that Monday night is a special night reserved for family. Sometimes we invite other families or…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 5th, 2008 at 9:39pm — No Comments
According to freetranslation.com, the title of my post is The Voice in Spanish. On Cinco de Mayo, what else could I call my post?
I was born and raised in Arizona. I've heard Spanish my whole life. In high school and college I took French and this past year I have been trying to learn Hindi, but something always stopped me from learning Spanish. I wouldn't want to know a language that might be useful to me in my everyday life, now would I?
In December of 2007 my family…
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 5th, 2008 at 3:20pm — No Comments
There has now been a revolution in the fashion industry which has been too long in coming. The voluptuous and curvy beautiful woman with full hips has been a forgotten consumer in the women's swim wear category. Fortunately, full figured woman have spoken and are finally being heard in the full figure fashion industry. What goes into the pool this summer will does not stay in the pool, at least when it comes to the swimsuit you're wearing this year. Forget the skimpy bikinis and…
Posted by Cait Lynn on May 5th, 2008 at 2:11pm — No Comments
Outside my door and a little bit down the street, all excited and calling to that little truck with the annoying music that plays on that loop, over and over again. I swear that the man that drives it is a sadist as he drives way too fast down our street he must love driving all the kids mad.
Posted by Jeanine on May 5th, 2008 at 2:01pm — No Comments
At the moment the lovely people at the BBC are encouraging people to listen to the dawn chorus. I usually wake up (although I don't usually get up) when the dawn chorus is in full swing, just as it's getting light. I find the birdsong comforting and relaxing and it's definitely among my favourite sounds. It's the sound of newness, hope,…
Posted by Lilian on May 5th, 2008 at 1:30pm — No Comments
I have, over the course of the last couple of years, had occasion to interact with someone sadly afflicted with NPD aka Narcissistic Personality Disorder. As I continue with my graduate studies in clinical psychology, I keep learning more and more about this strange phenomenon. It is primarily characterized by the following traits:
The person I know has ALL of these traits:
Posted by Stacy Alexander on May 5th, 2008 at 12:13pm — No Comments
Today I embark upon a dignified and noble mission: that of finishing Chapter 3. I must turn it in to the Overlords next Tuesday. And there are miles to go before I sleep. Miles and miles... Well, maybe about 20 miles total. :-)
This is an entirely do-able project, and I feel pretty confident at the moment. Considering all that's gone on lately to rattle my confidence, I think that having any confidence at all is a minor miracle.
So, off I go to work on Ch3. More up…
Posted by voncookie on May 5th, 2008 at 11:30am — No Comments
Fourteen years ago, around this month, I got a job as a live out nanny
(they referred to me as a nanny, but I think it was just because what
23 year old wants to work as a full time babysitter?). I was
responsible for four kids.
The interview was great, if by great you mean meeting the three oldest
kids while sitting on the picnic table on the deck, then riding the zip
line with the oldest kid, then falling off the zip line as the parents
came back to tell me they had decided to offe…
Posted by mamasutra on May 4th, 2008 at 10:28pm — No Comments
First C sang the correct words:
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb...
Then she improvised:
Mary had a little man, little man, little man...
And today it got even better:
Mary had a better man, better man, better man...
That Mary, she's such a fickle hussy. Truly.
http://roseslife.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-mary-sh…
Posted by kikarose on May 4th, 2008 at 10:25pm — No Comments
It should be said at the outset that I grew up on a "farm" of sorts, with pigs and chickens and a huge vegetable garden. My family are hunters and farmers and scholars.
I like meat. Specifically chicken, but most any meat is acceptable to me. There was a time when I didn't eat pork because I was too involved in the process of how it got from the pen in the yard to our table, but I never stopped eating chicken because honestly? Chickens are mean little buggers, and they taste awesome.…
Posted by Cheryl Rushing on May 4th, 2008 at 9:07pm — 1 Comment
... my voice is tired. Especially my academic voice. Very tired.
So, here's my post for the day:
When I was 11 I went to Germany to visit my Uncle T, and we drove around in a Volkswagen Westfalia for about 10 days, visiting Munich and Salzburg and those Mad-Ludwig-Bavarian-Cinderella Castles that were decidedly underwhelming for my Tween-y eyes.
Every day, I wanted to know where we were going. Uncle T didn't operate that way. And so he would tease me, saying "Structure…
Yesterday was supposed to be the perfect "me time" day. Nacho was gone to do some outdoor scout training; Obi took Simba, Bobby Jo and Brielle to pick up new glasses and go to the movies; Pablo (the awesome pool boy) was helping out with an eagle service project. So I pulled out a book for leisure reading, opened the front page, and started my journey into escapism. Somehow I had forgotten about Clarissa. After all, I'…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 4th, 2008 at 7:01pm — No Comments
So I just got back from a weekend in Indy. And I'm pretty darn sure that the three year old in my life did NOT. STOP. TALKING. THE. ENTIRE. TRIP. He just kept going like that dang gone bunny. He is proof positive that three year olds still need naps. Period.
My ears are tired. Does anyone have a sound-proof room I could sleep in for a few days?
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In my life I often ignore the voice of reason. Today it is telling me that I have other, more pressing things to do than to come up with a clever post about voices. Today, in honor of May's theme, I will listen to that voice and go spend the time I would normally spend blogging, with my family. I hope you will forgive me and stop by tomorrow to see what I have come up with after I have quieted the voice of reason.
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 4th, 2008 at 2:41pm — No Comments
I'm still not feeling very inspired to write about voices, despite having my long list of possible topics. Today, I will blame the fact that I have caught a cold from somewhere, despite not having had muchcontact with the outside world for the past few weeks - not sure how I managed that! The cold-accompanying brain fog has descended. I think this is more the result of lots of sneezing and having to wipe/blow nose every few seconds, rather than anything else.
So, I haven't done very mu…
Posted by Lilian on May 4th, 2008 at 1:30pm — No Comments
"Becky Becky Becky." That was the song that Pat Altman wrote for her. He would bang on his cheap acoustic guitar and scream her name from beneath her window. Pat Altman was very Irish. His parents emigrated from somewhere in Ireland. I never knew where. I knew he and his sister were born in America. I knew his father had a temper, his mother was overprotective,
Posted by Edna Stinowski on May 4th, 2008 at 11:44am — No Comments
I have a Twitter (see sidebar), but I barely use it, and I just don’t get it. What’s the big deal? What am I missing?
Posted by Cheryl Rushing on May 4th, 2008 at 11:41am — No Comments
aka my sister in law. She is a music teacher and today we are going to my niece's birthday party. I just know that she is going to complain about people being off key or singing too loud. My father in law does it on purpose lol. But at least I don't have to cook lunch today.
Posted by Jeanine on May 4th, 2008 at 8:51am — No Comments
Bulldogs are supposed to like cool temperatures and overheat easily. Not ours. He loves being outside and in the direct sun more than anywhere else. If he’s forced to stay inside, he will find the room with sun shining in the window and lay there. Yesterday I decided to lay by the pool and try to get some color on my albino skin and no sooner was the towel on the ground before a bulldog was sprawled out on it. I had to go get another one for myself, to avoid disturbing His Stinkiness, Sir Sar…
Posted by Myndi Giebels on May 4th, 2008 at 4:08am — No Comments
I've had a long and momentous week, but before all hell broke lose
we did manage to go spend a lovely relaxing day at the beach. I risked
big and took my brand new camera with me. OK, wait, that's not quite
true. I was all excited to bring my super cool camera and I took a ton
of pictures before realizing that maybe, just maybe, a beach full of
sand was not the best place to bring such a sensitive piece of
equipment. Oops. Oh well. At least we got some great shots.
Happy…
Posted by kikarose on May 3rd, 2008 at 11:43pm — No Comments
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080502/ap_on_re_us/coed_dorm_rooms
I'm glad some people have this option now; I would never jump onto this bandwagon (I have difficulties enough with female roommates), but it's good that people have the option to room with the gender they're more comfortable with.
But the mother's comments bother me. "When you have a male and female sharing such close quarters,…
Posted by Aurikku on May 3rd, 2008 at 9:17pm — No Comments
My experience with the highway patrolman affected me greatly. For weeks whenever I would notice a car that remotely resembled one used by those in uniform, it would send me into a panic. I can’t tell you how many times my heart was thrown into hyper-palpitations over the fire chief’s car. My hands went clammy every time I saw the white car with a mirror spotlight that cruises the same roads I do. But when it turned out…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 3rd, 2008 at 7:59pm — No Comments
Hi all, I'm a veteran nanowrimo'er and just discovered your site through a friend of a friend of a friend's site.
I'm looking forward to trying to keep up with the challenge ! I'll be blogging daily (or as close to it as possible!) at my "regular" blog: washwords!
I write mainly about life in Washington, D.C. with a slightly literary bent, from my perspective as a 30-something female.
Would love to hear from you! Please co…
Posted by washwords on May 3rd, 2008 at 7:50pm — No Comments
I made it through four years of music school without learning to sing.
I was a flute player, so it wasn't really necessary, and I took
orchestra and band so I didn't have to sing in choir. But, I was
required to complete three years of the hell that is Ear Training, and
that required daily singing and regular singing tests in front of
classmates. Haaaaaated it, and dug my heels in and refused to learn
how to sing. I must have faked my way through it somehow.
Once I finished music scho…
Posted by mamasutra on May 3rd, 2008 at 7:08pm — No Comments
Today I was on Ravelry, and noticed that teabird wanted to start a readalong with Billy Collins' book, The Trouble with Poetry (and Other Poems). Of course I jumped in, writing a reasonably lengthy reply to the thread, which was about the first poem in the book called, "…
Posted by voncookie on May 3rd, 2008 at 3:33pm — No Comments
Ni hao wode mingzi shi Jeanine.
And thanks to Nickelodeon's newest show Ni Hao Kia-Lan. My youngest wants to learn some Chinese. She already knows a few words thanks to the show and the wonder ladies at our favorite Chinese buffet. I went to Barnes and Noble last night and bought a beginner learn Chinese cd set. Both of my girls are loving it and I am finding it a nice break from Radio Disney, and learning something new to boot.
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Please keep two things in mind when reading this post. First, that my kids range in age from 5 to 17 and second, that I heard all of these things in one night.
I'm thirsty.
I'm hungry.
I'm scared.
How long 'till my birthday?
How long is 7 months?
I want to watch a movie.
I don't like sharing a room with them.
When can I have my own room?
How many testicles does a man have?
If he loses one, can he still be a dad?…
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 3rd, 2008 at 1:45pm — 1 Comment
This post is not at all about voices. Day three and I am already failing! All the things I've made notes about on the theme of voices seem to be on the serious side as well as mostly being somewhat negative, and, as I'm feeling quite cheerful today I'd like to keep it that way. So, instead of writing about voices I'm just going to write a little bit about the garden.
Thanks to my mum's kind assistance I have been able to do a bit of gardening this year. When mum was staying with us she…
Posted by Lilian on May 3rd, 2008 at 8:54am — No Comments
Today my parents are celebrating 39 years of marriage. So before we left for our out of town trip, I called them.
Dad answered sounding kind of grumpy. So I handed the little man the phone. I whispered into his ear what he was supposed to say and put on the speaker phone.
"Happy Annabersary Papa!"
and then...
"What's a annibersary?"
It did the trick. I heard a chuckle on the other end and my Dad said,
"That's the best little voice to start th…
Posted by Antonette on May 3rd, 2008 at 6:46am — No Comments
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When I think of voice, I think of Gordon Ramsay. (Full disclosure:
I've got a bit of a celebrity crush on him. Moving on...) (Full
disclosure 2: I'm doing this all off the top of my head, so my facts
are hopefully close, but I'm not guaranteeing accuracy, and I really
don't feel like googling everything right now.) He's famous for his
mouth, for having half of what he says on each show beeped out. I
mean, he's got a show called The F Word; that's quite telling.
In our local weekly new…
Posted by mamasutra on May 2nd, 2008 at 9:41pm — 2 Comments
I biked another 2 miles tonight. It wasn't as hard as I remember from the other day.
I've been introspective lately about this blog, my blogging. I set this space up because I had the domain and the brother to make it happen, and so here it is.
I get paid for some things I write here, but that's not what it's all about. My original blog is still around, and that has always been personal. I want to be personal here, too (and eventually do away with that other blog).
The th…
Posted by Cheryl Rushing on May 2nd, 2008 at 9:27pm — No Comments
I had a long discussion with the boy today. Actually, it wasn't so much a discussion as it was my pounding my head against the wall for opening my mouth in the first place.
We drive around an apartment complex. Don't ask me why. He likes to "peek around" as he puts it. So we were peeking around after school and we spied a family of geese. Some chicks were on the sidewalk, a couple in the grass, and one of the parents was standing on the road.
So, wanting to be a good mommy, I s…
Posted by Antonette on May 2nd, 2008 at 6:22pm — No Comments
I have, inside my head this voice. Not so very nice. Mostly it hides deep inside. In the farthest corners of my mind. Sometimes though, when I least expect it, it comes out. It doesn't creep. Nor does it crawl. It make its presence known. I try to squash it. Shove it back in the dark corners where it slumbers. It fights with me, this voice. It doesn't want to be silenced. It wants to heard. I tell the voice that there is always a time and a place. Now is not the time. Now is definately, not the…
Posted by Cara on May 2nd, 2008 at 5:28pm — No Comments
The Voices of May
The theme for this month is VOICES! Sounds like fun, so to get started Clickety click here.…
Posted by Sheila Octaviano on May 2nd, 2008 at 2:24pm — No Comments
Since I don't have any clue as to how to upload a video here this is the link to my little girl singing a song. I love her voice.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ1iZbQ8Y6s
Posted by Jeanine on May 2nd, 2008 at 12:56pm — No Comments
Mrs. Smith! Oh, Mrs. Smiiiii-iiiiith! I know you hear me. It isn't nice to ignore me. Just open the closet door. You know where Mr. Smith keeps me. He won't mind if you finish me off, he loves you. He probably left me here for you.
Let's look at the facts, shall we? He knew when he put me here that he was going out of town leaving you here, all by yourself. He knew that after two days of having the kids all day without the reprieve of being w…
Posted by Wanna Be Writer on May 2nd, 2008 at 12:04pm — 2 Comments
Voices you will hear in the following narrative:
Me: The parent driving the Suburban, and perfectly capable of handling the situation.
…
Posted by 40SomethingMom on May 2nd, 2008 at 10:40am — 1 Comment
The Universe smiles upon me!!!!
I'm a member of a group on Ravelry—an online community for knitters/crocheters—and last night while screwing around with the community forums, I stumbled across a group for Knitters who love the band R.E.M.
I've been listening to R.E.M. since I…
Posted by voncookie on May 2nd, 2008 at 8:57am — No Comments
First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist
Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist
Then they came for the trade unionists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not
