I always suspected I was a bad mother/wife/woman. And now I just had it confirmed. Some scientists ( with nothing better to do with their time than find ways to make me feel bad), did a study on "What a Woman's Perfect Day Would Consist Of." And the results? Went a little something like this - 106… Continue reading 106 Minutes of Sexual Intimacy
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Let’s Talk About Sex
Little Daughter is not so little anymore. She's ten years old and wanted to know, "When is puberty going to happen to me?...Why does it have to happen?...Do I have to use tampons cos they look nasty..." And other such curious questions.I answered her the bestest way I could. Because I'm all about openness and honesty… Continue reading Let’s Talk About Sex
A Night of Illicit Abandon – Walking on the Wild Side
A fit of fizzy flightiness overwhelmed me this weekend. I was consumed by this insane desire to be like those people who bungy jump, sky dive and buy clothes that are NOT on sale. I felt like living dangerously and walking on the wild side. Where did this strange feeling come from? Maybe it was because the week had been crazy busy - I… Continue reading A Night of Illicit Abandon – Walking on the Wild Side
You Must KILL Her.
A long time ago, my great-aunt used to shake her shaky fist and tell me, "You must KILL her. You must fight and work hard and next time you must KILL her. She is nothing. She is from a family of pigs. She must not beat you again." Why? Because I had placed second in… Continue reading You Must KILL Her.
Deceit and Dorkville
Winter sales are wonderful. I bought Bella some new clothes for preschool. I love them. She doesn't. She doesn't want to wear new purple sweatpants from Cotton On Kids. With a matching hoodie top. No, she wants to keep wearing the pink pants with holes in them from TnT KidsWear that she's been wearing for… Continue reading Deceit and Dorkville
A Freakazoid Conscience Can Drive You Nuts
A conscience. It's that little voice that tells you when you did something wrong. When you should feel bad about it. Reminds you what you should do to fix it and make amends. A conscience is an important thing. Heck, if I didn't have one, I would be way meaner than I am now. I… Continue reading A Freakazoid Conscience Can Drive You Nuts
A Night From Hell.
I suffer from a very rare disorder. I am - 'navigationally-directionally challenged.' This disorder is so rare that I can't even find it on Google yet. (I may have to start my own support group.) Anyway, this disorder means that I have trouble with directions, spatial concepts, and basic remembering where the hell I'm supposed to… Continue reading A Night From Hell.
The BackYard Dealer of Stolen Merchandise
Watch out - Little Son might come after YOUR tent next.There's a lot of debate about "excessive" airport security and to what lengths governments should be allowed to go to "spy" on their citizens in the name of safey and terrorist crackdowns. In my humble housewife opinion, if you aint got nuthin bad to hide - then… Continue reading The BackYard Dealer of Stolen Merchandise
Why Authors Require Assistants on Book Tours.
I went to Samoa for a four day whirlwind book tour that included school and library visits, a book signing, writing workshop, and more. I took Big Daughter with me. She was my designated "tour assistant." My helper. My photographer and video documenter. My right hand. My bestest buddy. That friendly, smiley, personable young woman who helps… Continue reading Why Authors Require Assistants on Book Tours.
Google Loves me More than My Mum Does.
What Big Son is wearing this week. You know what I hate? The law of the universe which dictates that your child* will only ever have a volcanic raging fever - in the middle of the night. Play all day, run wild outdoors then clock strikes twelve? Pumpkin coach explodes. Fever, crash and burn.* will only… Continue reading Google Loves me More than My Mum Does.
Lani Wendt Young 