Monthly Archives: March 2012
I'm a mom. I'm also a fun-loving, sports-watching, martini-drinking, hip-shaking, sarcastic woman. And I do it all mostly in stilettos.
I will spend my days loving my kids, trying to read to them twice a day, doing all the activities they love that drive adults crazy, taking them to the irritating kid-play places, going out of my way to make sure I am making the best and healthiest choices for them in every way I can, and generally doing what I can to make them happy whatever it takes.
On the other hand…I will also put on my mini-dress and heels and go out dancing, or wear my bikini to lay by the pool and have a cocktail, or avidly watch sports while drinking beer, downing wings and yelling at the TV.
I’m not the typical mom. I’m also not the typical stiletto-wearing girl in the club, bikini-clad girl on the beach, or jersey-wearing girl in the sports bar. But it's all part of the package that makes me…me. And what fun is being typical?
- It amazes me that the people who push “patriotic correctness” are the same ones who feel the need to arm themselves… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 1 week ago
- RT @KeithOlbermann: Los Angeles and all of SoCal: Pinky was clearly someone’s pet. And now she faces the end, in a shelter, and very soon.… 1 week ago
- RT @Amy_Siskind: Stop and note: one man is determining our alliances and enemies. We do not have a functioning State Department, or chec… 1 month ago