10 Things I Found While Surfing the Net This AM…

I just ran across a few interesting sites this morning. Here they are:

1.  Here is a fantastic gallery of SOPA Blackout Protest screens from Techdirt.com:

Gallery of SOPA Blackout Protest Screens

2.  Eight million people looked up their elected officials contact information last week during the Wikipedia blackout.  Yowsers!

Eight million pissed off people

3.  I knew it was you the whole time, gluten.  Damn Stacy for making those pita chips.

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Blue Jean Baby Queen

Whenever someone meets my daughter for the first time, I usually hear them say, “Oh, are you shy?”   Of course not.  She’s 5.  On top of that, she doesn’t like talking to total strangers any more than you or I do.  Kids have a keen sense of intuition that most of us learn to tune out, and that intuition is much, much smarter than our left brain (the reasoning part).  If she doesn’t like someone, it’s OK.  I trust her intuition, and she should, too.

However, she does happen to be a pretty neat kid.  If I could get a snapshot of her personality in just one photo, it would look like this:

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Kick Perfectionism to the Curb

I found this fabulous gem on one of my new favorite blogs, The Joyful Mother. What a fabulous quote to keep in mind as we start the new year!  Did you know that perfectionism is a form of self abuse?  It is.  The whole “striving and never arriving” thing is the perfect recipe for frustration and later, helplessness (code verbage for depression).

In fact, it’s a very unhealthy standard to set for our kids.  I’m telling you this because I am constantly reminding myself.  I never want my own daughter to strive for perfection-just her personal best.

Enjoy!  That’s all for today from this cold mom, folks.  It was a brisk 40 degrees here when we woke up this morning.  What??!!

The Robochick at My Gym

So I go to this fitness center about 100 miles a few miles from Savanna’s school after I drop her off.  This place is ridiculously far from our house, but I’m willing to make the drive there because it’s super clean and is more of a fitness club than a sweaty gym.  There is no BO smell and very little oggling the eye candy, at least not that I notice.  And it’s in the heart of Boca Raton, so the people there provide some fodder for my blog.

There are several women there who I can’t help but notice, and one of them happens to look a lot like the female version of Arnold Schwarzenneger with breasts and large lips.  Robochick absolutely loves her body, something I know for certainty based on her attire.  She usually wears a lacy black sports bra and workout pants while staying as close as possible to the mirrors so as to admire her own pump and veinage.  I’m not even sure where one would purchase a black, lacy sports bra. I personally sweat so much that I try to buy the cheapest workout clothes possible, but I digress.   Continue reading “The Robochick at My Gym” »

Get Me Out of Here

This is what our Rocky, our Yorkie does when I put him in his crate.  Seriously.  Who says dogs can’t talk?  SO PISSED.