I am not, as the title suggests, a Work At Home Mother, but I am a WHAM-wannabe. And for some strange reason the intertubes hates me right now and is not letting me comment on my favorite blogs. I try to comment but it doesn’t register. I’ve been complaining about this a lot on twitter and every once in a while a comment will post but the vast majority are being eaten by the innerwebs. WHY CAN’T MAMA COMMENT ON HER STORIES?! I do not know.
One of my side projects lately has been prepping to post another collection to my vintage Etsy shop. This is the largest collection I’ve done so far and since I’m a working mother the only way I can get this done is if I break the gargantuan tasks down into little steps to be accomplished during naptimes. I had hoped it would be up by now because I want it ready to go before Thanksgiving, but things haven’t been going according to plan, so maybe I’ll get it up next week. Here’s hoping.
In other news, I totally helped Bridget Callahan create this post by insisting she write about tube socks and UFOs and demanding she make a logical bridge between the two. She did it, and it even makes sense. She also encouraged people to post sock photos so if you have cute socks you should get in on this. Elsewhere, my British friend Nic Piper kindly included me in a post he wrote yesterday and he said I was “a good dose of American content without the guns or yeehaws.” I assure you, Internet, Little Big has been yeehaw-free since March of 2010. And before you go, please check out Sarah Sphar’s Mugged post, where in she is urged to STOP GRIPING PAW by one of the weirdest thrifting mugs I have seen in quite awhile.
sarcasmically Tuesday needs more cowbell.
rainydangers I found the Achilles Heel of Pandora today when I discovered that you can’t just throw New Order and Depeche Mode on expect something good.
lafix In his book, George W. Bush reveals his continued frustration with the “think nerds” for not letting him say “squoze” in every speech.
apodixis My safe word is “The goddamn cats are on the bed.”
sockington DISTRIBUTING YOUR PAPERWORK VIA BITTORRENT what do you mean bittorrent doesn’t mean knocking stuff off your desk SEED PLEASE
nicpiper Eggy bread is making me super fat. I’m like king kong with less angst and more awesome.
FuckItLibrarian Dear app developer crackhead: I am not paying 8 dollars to track my periods. I have cramps for that.
apelad Tomorrow I start using “it ain’t cool bein’ no jive turkey so close to Thanksgiving” in casual conversation.
librarianearp Who the f*** would do this? –Jason, confronted with cat puke. Um, I don’t know, genius. One of the cats?
tristina_wright Apollonious is the new woot. #iphoneautocorrect
hereslizz It’s been 3 days and I still don’t have my THOUSANDS of tweets back. They have no collars and tags.
BillCorbett WAR! UNGH! GOOD GOD Y’ALL! WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR!? ABSOLU — oh, you can make a lot of money? Cool. Never mind.
NoPantsOn Naturally, I assume “Sarah Palin’s Alaska” will end inexplicably half way through the show.
giselafrancisco I’m so negative today. I’m going to try to solve this with a waffle.
danforthfrance Stranger heard me say “Go on without me! I’m done for!” to myself when I missed the crosswalk to tie my shoe.
JerryThomas Daylight Savings is Socialism for clocks. The liberals are stealing an hour that will have to be repaid by our grandchildren.
jasonmustian Has anyone reminded Flava-Flav to turn his necklaces back an hour?
EvenMoreSarah Every time a House Hunter says “I hope THIS isn’t the master bedroom!” I think, I hope it *is* the master bedroom you spoiled brat.
palinode I see now that the Double Down occupies the same cultural niche as Bros Icing Bros. It helps to understand that.
telephase 1 year old’s new favorite toy is a plastic bottle of Tarragon.
owlpacino I had sex with Topher Grace in my dream last night. If that’s not a rock bottom of sorts, I don’t know what is.
pealmart Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you’re a mile away and you have their shoes.
ApocalypseHow NY woman killed boyfriend by lacing his margarita w/antifreeze. I just got a great idea for an ending to next “Sex & the City” movie.
lafix Thank you, veterans. You should be honored every day.
aleah I’ve two words for you: Pajama Pants.
JerryThomas Thank you, all Veterans, for your bravery and heroism. Also, please don’t hurt me.
sarcasmically I’m getting eyefucked from across the campus café… by a donut. Goddamn, that is one sexy donut.
adamisacson The 6-year-old crawled into our bed in the middle of the night. I woke up and said, “Who’s arm is this?” Happy Arm Is This Day, everyone.
drewtoothpaste I respect the Veterans, but I also think they kinda fought to keep the post office open.
davepolak Happy Veterinarians day everyone. Thanks to all the vets keeping out kitties and puppies safe from terrorists.
CMastication In lieu of war, how about we all just write pissy things about countries we don’t like on Switzerland’s Facebook wall.
FrankConniff A show about a deadbeat who quits job & ignores obligations sounds depressing to me so I’ll skip “Sarah Palin’s Alaska.”
wolfwalking i just set fire to myself cooking breakfast.
OngoingBS By the way. I in NO way condone doing acid in a storm and climbing onto a roof with a sword. One at a time people. One at a time.
yowhatsthehaps The most meaningful relationship I have right now is with this sandwich, which sucks because I can’t tell a sandwich to make me a sandwich.
pnkrcklibrarian Men de-pant. Women de-tight.
mommywantsvodka Dear Everyone, This was the year I became president AND learned how to work the microwave. Merry Holidays!
inversejaik Watching Death Wish 3. Apparently 80’s gangs spent all that drug money on jean vests.
butterflysnbees And I’ll say it again people, if seeing breastfeeding disgusts you, use your eyelids. They make a great nursing cover.
hurtling If there’s one thing I hate more than people turning nouns into verbs, it’s gerunding.
wawoodworth Beer: HELLO ANDY. Andy: Hello beer! BEER: DRINK ME. Andy: As you wish! BEER: THEN BLOG. Andy: Wait, what? BEER: I SAID DRINK ME. Andy: Ok!
telephase Cleaning mouse balls.
Paxochka Before I tweet I pause for a millisecond. Then think “fuck it” and press the send button. Thank your gods I’m not in charge of missiles.
Gen_with_a_G If you google “boob bag” I am number 10 on the list. And I don’t know what a boob bag is! I am beating the internet.
al3x About to use a neti pot. Or as I call it, hippie waterboarding.
NASeason Yesterday’s power outage killed my Internet for 12 hours; most of which I spent breathing into a paper bag.
chickenscottpie This cold progressed very rapidly: from “Hmm. Am I getting sick?” yesterday, to “I think I’m dying” today. Tell your mom I loved her best.
lilpyrogirl I logged into Twitter and was shocked you all have not been spiraling into a terrible depression while I’ve been gone this week.
jberthume I don’t know how you can prepare meticulously for something for 9 months and feel so unprepared when it starts happening.
apelad “You know how to blink, don’t you, Steve? You just put your eyelids together and… quickly reopen them.”
louisvirtel Gwyneth Paltrow singing country! Phew! I was worried Satan hadn’t reprimanded us for renewing “Reba” six times.
pistolval Saw a grown ass man with a bumper sticker that said “i drive like a cullen”. Sir, I’m gonna need you to hand over your balls. Immediately.
ryanqnorth How did I get this far without describing Riker’s portrayal on TNG as “Frakespearean.”
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