Archive for July, 2007
“Probably most of the women in this room believe all the same things”
That’s a quote from Elizabeth Edwards, made at the BlogHer ‘07 closing keynote address.
She was referring to the subtle differences between her position on certain issues and Hillary Clinton’s position on the same issues, and noting that while they do differ on some points, they generally believe all the same things. And then she […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 31st, 2007 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Daring you to disagree, Dirtying up other corners of the web, Who me? | 29 Comments »
The air down there
I rarely travel, but this year I’ve made three trips - one to Detroit and two to Chicago. And each time, I’ve gotten a pounding headache that lasted from the moment I landed until the moment I took off again. I tried not to complain about it (except intermittently to Mayberry Mom - […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 30th, 2007 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Who me? | 15 Comments »
Why you really don’t want to be my friend
I’ll take sweet pictures of you holding babies…
And then I’ll violate you as you sleep.
For “the rest of the story”, go see the ringleader’s photo montage.
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 28th, 2007 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Look at me, look at me! | 18 Comments »
Did I introduce myself already? I can’t remember.
I can handle the nausea. I can handle the cravings and aversions. I can even handle nearly blacking out in my driveway in front of a half-dozen kids as I recalled that I had forgotten to eat anything since breakfast.
But the pregnancy-induced flakiness? That’s where I draw the line.
I’m no flake. […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 26th, 2007 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Who me? | 22 Comments »
Then and now
THEN: One or two glasses of wine each evening.
NOW: Utterly and completely on the wagon.
THEN: At least one two-liter bottle of Canada Dry Cranberry Lime seltzer each day.
NOW: Carbonation, bleah. Plain ice water, please.
THEN: Peanut butter is for kids.
NOW: Peanut butter on English muffins for breakfast, peanut butter and strawberry jam on wheat bread […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 25th, 2007 tagged Baby makes three (kids), Who me? | 15 Comments »
Mind the gap
We crept quietly into her room as she slept, snoring gently while on her back, lips parted slightly.
I bent over her and carefully nudged her lower lip just far enough to see the gap. “It’s gone,” I hissed. “Where’d she say she was going to put it?”
Kyle shook his head. “I told […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 24th, 2007 tagged Miss Goosie, The king of beers, Who me? | 12 Comments »
What really concerns me about BlogHer ‘07
It’s not my shoes. Or my bag. Or my pre-maternity clothes. Those are all quite cute, if I may say so myself.
It’s not my hair. Or my skin. Or my ass. Those have all been freshly cut, highlighted, scrubbed, or ignored as appropriate.
It’s not my laptop. Or my […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 23rd, 2007 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y, Home on the range, Look at me, look at me!, Who me? | 28 Comments »
Do you shop? Then you can give.
I’m not as consistent when it comes to charitable giving as I’d like to be.
I’ve belonged to service organizations, donating time and monetary proceeds. I’ve donated via the Combined Federal Campaign each of my years of military service. I even write checks to people who ring my doorbell during naptime. But I’ve never made a […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 20th, 2007 tagged Bloggy-linky-meme-y | 7 Comments »
“I do it myself” - performed without words
Shriek when parent tries to put shirt over your head. Grab shirt and lift it up, then immediately pull it back down over your head. Bat parent’s hand away. Slither arm up through neckhole. Shriek when parent tries to help redirect hand through armhole. Bat parent’s hand away again. Pull arm back down and wiggle […]
Published by mothergoosemouse on July 19th, 2007 tagged Miss Mousie | 16 Comments »
Whew. Now I need a nap.
I’m overwhelmed and honored by all the supportive and congratulatory comments left on yesterday’s post. Your kindness, encouragement, and good cheer were inspiring and made me feel loved in a way that I’m not sure I deserve. Or maybe I just had a surge of hormones. Nonetheless, I thank you from the depths of my […]