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The Domestic Goddess
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I am the Domestic Goddess. Fear my mad cleaning skillz.
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Best. Birthday. Ever.
This is a real thing that happened.
I'm still processing the whole thing, through a mind that was recently completely blown, but I have to show you a picture, Internet: Anne gave me a surprise party for my 40th birthday. She spent a year planning it, and gathered 165 of my friends -- from around the world -- into one room to cel...
That's super special awesomesauce and sad at the same time.
But wait,weren't you the fat kid in STAND BY ME? *guffaw*
Though I hadn't seen him in over twenty years, I knew I'd miss him forever
I stood in the lobby of the Falcon Theater in Toluca Lake, and looked at Twitter while I waited for the rest of the guys to arrive. The walls were covered with posters from productions like CHiPs: The Musical and It's A Stevie Wonderful Life. Being in a theater during the day, when it's just a b...
WHOA! Ken Jennings! So cool!
Of course, it would also be cool to meet you. I mean, Erm. Well.
Emerald City Comicon after action report
ECCC has officially joined PAX on the List of Conventions I Don't Ever Want To Miss. It's well-organized, staffed by competent and friendly volunteers, and has what is, in my opinion, the perfect balance of comics and popular geek culture. This year, I had to leave Saturday afternoon to fly home...
I totally got what you were sayin'. Screw 'em if they didn't. I agree with you, for the record. I'm having a laugh riot over all of the know-it-all 18-25yo I'm related to that thought they knew it all, didn't have time for college and just wanted to "start making money." It's possible for some but now that they are still making the same amount of money several years later in a dead end job and wishing they had finished high school or college? It's really hard not to say, "I told you so." Not that finishing HS or college is a guarantee you'll do better in life but it sure does help!
a point of clarification
Yesterday, I overheard some twentysomethings complaining about how much they hated their jobs. After a few minutes, it became clear that none of them took high school seriously, and at least a couple of them had dropped out of community college because it was, in their words, "too hard." I Twitt...
Awwww...it's so damn cute.
Here's to fifteen years.
good evening (and good night)
"I want to have a date tonight. Do you want to have a date tonight?" Maybe I should have passed her a note that said "check yes or no" but after fifteen years together, I often think of these cute and clever things hours after the fact. Anne looked up from her magazine. "I like having dates with...
I had a psychiatrist that once told me it was all in my head.
NO SHIT DUDE. THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.
Needless to say I switched to a therapist that understood mommy problems. A WOMAN.
To All The Psychiatrists I've Known Before. Well, Not 'TO' Them, Really. More Like 'About' Them. And Not All Of Them, Just The Ones Of Note.
- I once worked with a psychiatrist who offered me a job in his private practice as its office manager. When I explained to him that I was a clinician, not an office manager, he told me that he liked my organization skills. He saw patients in his private practice who spoke only in his native l...
You know, I never had this problem. But my sister? Failure to thrive, baby. He could nto gain weight. I gave her my breastmilk even. Guess what? GAINED WEIGHT. Here, she was doing kinda the same thing. He was getting foremilk. No hind milk. No thick, creamy goodness. Hence the failure to gain weight.
He weaned himself at 10 months. He was so done with that shit, having eaten food by then.
Supply And Demand.
If I ever pen a memoir on my experience of being a mother, the title is going to be, 'Motherhood: Who In The Fuck Knows?' Because, SERIOUSLY. WHO in the fuck KNOWS what's going on with this gig? Not me, apparently. When people tell you that the experience of parenting one kid has NOTHING to do ...
That's like the night my NON VERBAL child chimed in from the other room with "SHIT!" for two hours, right after I dropped a whole chicken and the dogs made off with it.
Oh, Here We Go.
You KNEW it was going to happen to me, didn't you? All you Super-DJs, Who Think You're Fly. You knew that one day, probably sooner rather than later, I would be where I am today. Today. This morning, in my kitchen, trying to open my new Bonne Maman Preserves to NO AVAIL, muttering to myself, un...
Let's see...cute puppies, hugs from children, oral sex from husband, glass of wine, chick flick, hot bath. Not necessarily in that order. But maybe glass of wine before hot bath, then oral sex from husband and THEN the chick flick (I suggest a Jane Austen film, naturally) to top it off.
Just sayin'.
Emphasis on oral sex.
Reader Quiz: Days That Suck
I am having one of Those Days. By that, specifically, I mean a day wherein (When? In which? During which?) I feel like...I don't know...Inferior. Like, everyone ELSE I know (or don't know) is smarter, prettier, thinner, nicer, more successful, more creative, more of everything good, with a neat...
Oh Dear. Frightful.
Blurry. And Stuck.
When the phone rang and the caller ID said that it was my father's number, I picked up right away. He almost never calls me and it seems whenever he does, there's something wrong. "Hey Dad," I said. He said my name and my heart picked up its pace. The tension in his voice was obvious. It sounde...
My kids are on some pretty heavy duty meds for seizures and whatnot. Our old pharmacy fucked up so many times. Sometimes, gave the younger guy's meds to the older guy and vice versa. One time they gave me the wrong med altogether. I broke up with them (CVS) and later found out they gave a friend of mine a CHEMO MED instead of an antidepressant and she didn't know for three days. She was puking her guts up. BAD.
Now I go to Tarzhay. They've never, ever screwed up.
Tragic Irony Blows
* So. I got Showtime to watch a few of the shows that I got hooked on while bouncing The Boy in his early days. Namely, Weeds, United States of Tara and (mostly) Dexter. I made sure season 4 of Dexter was On Demand, ordered it and went on a total Dexter Binge, ending last night with the finale....
Ugh. It gets better. then worse. Then better. Then worse. Then they move out. Problem solved.
The Things I Hate About Parenting
I worked hard to become a mother. Over four years of infertility treatments, the loss of a twin pregnancy at six months, god awful morning sickness, weight gain, and finally a placental abruption and emergency c-section with my daughter. When I finally -- FINALLY -- held her in my arms, it was ...
I'm so happy he is better! WEEEE!!!! What did they put him on, prevacid?
I had two up-all-night screamers. Luke screamed and puked for two years straight. I was deer-in-headlights for the first five years of SAHMhood. I still haven't quite adjusted but I'm getting there.
Sleep is sooooo underrated.
Quite Right.
He is red-faced screaming and I am bewildered. Tired? Start bouncing and ear-piercing screams mean, 'Uh. NO.' Hungry? Latches on, eye rolling, screaming ensues. 'NO.' Gas. It must be gas. I give him two doses, back to back, of gas medicine and walk him around, patting his back. He quiets. Give...
COuch to 5 K is great. It really works. If you do exactly what they tell you and do a little at a time, you're good. I did it in the fall, will be starting again this week!
Beginning. Again.
After the birth of my second child, my body is, um, changed. Not in the best way possible, you know. I'm looking to reestablish some semblance of self-control in the eating department, now that the sleep deprivation is lessening (ThankYouOhGoodGoodBabyThankYou) and get back to a fitness program...
Some folks seriously just need to get a life. The Internets ain't real, folks. Wil Wheaton ain't a REAL teenage genius starfleet guy, he just played one on tv.
unintended consequences
Last night, I saw a column at Newsarama that infuriated me. It's been taken offline, so I can't quote it, but the basic premise was that Wesley Crusher was playing Ted Kord, so Ted Kord was a Redshirt, because Wesley was a Redshirt, so now you know how lame that episode is going to be ha ha ha. ...
What, they couldn't give you booth 1337? Sheesh.
Say, was that title a reference to Joseph or am I a total dweeb?
strange as it seems his musical dreams ain't quite so bad
We've been shooting nights this week on Criminal Minds, and I've worked every single day, which doesn't leave any time to write, or do much of anything else. I got home at 4 this morning, didn't fall asleep until 5, and then had to explain to my dogs that, no, just because I was in bed and the s...
What, they couldn't give you booth 1337? Sheesh.
Say, was that title a reference to Joseph or am I a total dweeb?
strange as it seems his musical dreams ain't quite so bad
We've been shooting nights this week on Criminal Minds, and I've worked every single day, which doesn't leave any time to write, or do much of anything else. I got home at 4 this morning, didn't fall asleep until 5, and then had to explain to my dogs that, no, just because I was in bed and the s...
I totally caught that and laughed heartily. For the first time (see what I did there?).
even more fun with twitter
If you don't follow me on Twitter, you missed this trio of Tweets on Friday: wilw @ 09:06 AM May 09, 2008 Kenny Loggins was at the ticket counter near me. The girl checking me in was early 20s and had no idea why her cow orkers were so excited. wilw @ 09:12 AM May 09, 2008 I was unable to see if...
I totally caught that and laughed heartily. For the first time (see what I did there?).
even more fun with twitter
If you don't follow me on Twitter, you missed this trio of Tweets on Friday: wilw @ 09:06 AM May 09, 2008 Kenny Loggins was at the ticket counter near me. The girl checking me in was early 20s and had no idea why her cow orkers were so excited. wilw @ 09:12 AM May 09, 2008 I was unable to see if...
Amen, brother Wil. You've said EXACTLY what I've been trying to say.
Don't like it? DOn't let your kids play it. WTF is wrong with those people anyways?
regarding GTA IV and the morality patrol
With GTA IV coming out tomorrow, the usual gang of idiots are up in arms about how this game will lead to the end of civilization as we know it, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria, etc. As I said in my PAX keynote, this sort of moralistic chest-thumping makes me a little stabby: Whenev...
Amen, brother Wil. You've said EXACTLY what I've been trying to say.
Don't like it? DOn't let your kids play it. WTF is wrong with those people anyways?
regarding GTA IV and the morality patrol
With GTA IV coming out tomorrow, the usual gang of idiots are up in arms about how this game will lead to the end of civilization as we know it, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria, etc. As I said in my PAX keynote, this sort of moralistic chest-thumping makes me a little stabby: Whenev...
Christian. That snotty, young drama queen. King. Queen. Whatevs. I thought that Jill-jill SHOULD win, though.
Bargain Basement Bossy: The Project Runway Finale Countdown.
Only Christian, Jillian, and Rami remain. Any predictions?
Oh PUHLEASE! In the fashion business? If she means she's in the business by wearing absosmurfly garish clothing, then yeah. But the real reason they aren't sad to end the tour? Because we all know Posh lip-syncs anyways, and they are all getting sick of each other's egos, just like before. Buh-Bye.
Bargain Basement Bossy: Selfish Spice.
These days when Sporty, Baby, Scary, Ginger, and Posh sing, “I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,”—they’re talking about wanting to cancel their upcoming concert dates. After three months on the road, the Spice Girls announced they are scrapping the final leg of their reunion t...
I dunno if I can trust a woman who looks like a plastic barbie doll to be my matchmaker. Of course, if there are million involved I might do anything.
Bargain Basement Bossy: The Millionaire Matchmaker
Once upon a time, in a land far away, lived a cable network named Bravo—not that Bossy would know because she never watches Bravo. On Sundays. At midnight. Or at least not that often on Sundays at midnight. And so it happened that this network in a land far away—a land nowhere near Bossy’s TV...
Didn't see it yet, but everyone I know that has LOVED it.
BTW, did you know you were on Perez Hilton the other day?
Cloverfield
I saw Cloverfield yesterday afternoon, early enough so I could avoid a theater filled with douchebags. I understand that this was a good thing, because people I know who saw it at night with the aforementioned douchebags were so annoyed by them, and so pulled out of the movie by them, it serious...
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