There’s a message forum in DC for parents that is a hilarious source of entertainment. Sometimes there is some decent information on there, but it’s mostly a bunch of crazy people who spout all sorts of things that indicate just how misinformed they really are…at life. I actually made a New Year’s Resolution to stay […]

It was somewhat of a last minute decision but the incessant sub-freezing temps inspired me to try to plan a last minute trip to Florida for Christmas. Cool Dad was not on board with this idea, but when he realized I was serious as we shivered one night because the heat just wasn’t cutting it […]

I was heading out the other morning and noticed this as I exited the front door of the condo: I made a mental note to let the building manager know our Exit Sign was falling off the ceiling, and then had a thought. I walked backward, in the same steps I made leaving the condo, […]

Well, my life is over. Caillou that little fucker has a Holiday Movie. And the Pirate has started handing us the remote and saying “Caillou!” This isn’t good. If you don’t know, Caillou is the most annoying piece of shit excuse for a cartoon that you’ve ever seen. I used to equally hate Caillou and […]

Never underestimate the power of Facebook to assist you in parenting. Sort of like how TV was in the 70’s, except this is interactive. One of my friends wisely suggested we try to call the “I Stole Your Money, Ha HAAAAAAA Elmo” makers. I found their number and gave them a call. BadMommy: We just […]

I managed to already score what the Rehoboth Beach Delaware Wal Mart employees assured me was the “IT” Elmo for this holiday season – “Hug Me Elmo.” (If you’ve never taken advice from a Wal Mart employee then you really should get out of your bubble. Wal Mart advice? All the rage.) There is something […]

Several weeks ago, I hatched what may or may not have been one of my most brilliant ideas. Depends who you ask. My friend who used to live across the hall in our condo building had a baby girl a few weeks before the Pirate was born. We had visions they would grow up sisters-in-spirit […]

Last installment of the family vacation stories. When we were teenagers, Squidward presented me with the pen and notepad, ubiquitous to all motel rooms and like a game show host said, “I want you to write the following phrase.” He then said the word “pus,” as in ooze. He went on to say that if […]