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Wordless Wednesday, A week at the beach

Where I ramble on, and on, and on, and on about a bicycle ride through Iowa

Before the ride, I was told that the ride was huge. I was told that Iowa was not, as commonly perceived, flat. I was told that it would be hot. I thought I had prepared myself for all of this, but I was wrong. The ride was truly crowded at points. There were portions that… Continue reading Where I ramble on, and on, and on, and on about a bicycle ride through Iowa

Where I thank my guest bloggers

I’ve had an amazing two weeks. Like the music of Jem and the Holograms, it’s been truly outrageous. Seriously, one could get used to living as I’ve been living. The week on the beach was perfect – sun, drinking, relaxation, drinking, fishing, beer, tequila, food, family time, drinking . . . you know, properly living… Continue reading Where I thank my guest bloggers

Guest post: Playing Grown Up

Next in our guest post series is Margaret from The Good, The Bad, The Family. It’s a little known fact that she & I are long, lost twins (of different parents and birthdays). She loves gummy grapefruit, I love gummy grapefruit. I love boobs, she has boobs. She is a parent, I am a parent.… Continue reading Guest post: Playing Grown Up

Guest Post: Best of Fates (or, obscure TV shows and code names)

If you’re not reading Megan at Best of Fates, you’re really missing out. I read her blog, often, and I have no clue what she does for a living. But, after reading her blog, I know that the world is a better place mustachio’d, and that the zombie apocalypse will likely start in a field,… Continue reading Guest Post: Best of Fates (or, obscure TV shows and code names)

Guest Post: The necessary underbelly of medicine (or why I always think twice when I see a medical professional with a goofy smile)

Today’s guest poster is one of my all-time favorites. Maybe it’s the way that she & I seem to share a mind with eating (nothing can beat local & organic), maybe it’s how I’m absolutely jealous that she can state her “list” of thing to accomplish better than I can, maybe it’s the way that,… Continue reading Guest Post: The necessary underbelly of medicine (or why I always think twice when I see a medical professional with a goofy smile)

Guest Post: Not Super, Just Mom (or, where I try not to cry when I think of being on the saddle hour after hour after hour)

Miranda, at Not Super-Just Mom undersells herself. Do you not read her? She’s a full-time parent, and full-time teacher talking about anything & everything. One day she’ll have you in tears . . . and the next, tears of laughter. Seriously, trying to balance work & parenthood? She’s got great tales. Trying to be a… Continue reading Guest Post: Not Super, Just Mom (or, where I try not to cry when I think of being on the saddle hour after hour after hour)

Guest Post: Smells Like Borscht (or, how we all kind-of want our boys to turn out a bit like Calvin)

It seems that just yesterday, KLZ was telling us to take a look at her friend, Bill. He was just starting his blog, Smells Like Borscht, and because I find it’s best to do what pretty, funny, smart, and witty ladies tell me to do, I started reading. I haven’t been disappointed. Bill writes of… Continue reading Guest Post: Smells Like Borscht (or, how we all kind-of want our boys to turn out a bit like Calvin)

Guest Post: Hiding Away (or, how to feel like an elderly man on Viagra & ecstasy while going on a “hot, naked, horny women tour” and maintaining celibacy vows . . . without doing drugs or dealing with man bits)

Simply? I cannot think of a more appropriate guest post for this blog 😉 Please, send your love over to Mother’s Hideaway. Pregnancy can make you crazier than an old man on ecstasy. A complicated pregnancy can make you crazier than an old man on Viagra and ecstasy. My pregnancy made me crazier than an… Continue reading Guest Post: Hiding Away (or, how to feel like an elderly man on Viagra & ecstasy while going on a “hot, naked, horny women tour” and maintaining celibacy vows . . . without doing drugs or dealing with man bits)

Guest Post: Taming the Insanity (or how to better run around like a chicken with its head cut off)

I’ve actually been having trouble writing an intro for the lovely KLZ. She’s funny. She’s witty. She’s smart. She’s pretty. But, after a minute on her own blog, you’ll know all of that as truth, so it feels redundant to put that here. The thing that isn’t obvious after just a few minutes on her… Continue reading Guest Post: Taming the Insanity (or how to better run around like a chicken with its head cut off)