Showing posts with label Toy With Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toy With Me. Show all posts

Friday, October 23, 2009

Boobs, Glorious Boobs

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness week, has had a boob-themed week, so if you head over there today, you can read my story about the power of breasts. And if you would like to donate to the Susan G. Komen fund to help with finding a cure for breast cancer, click on the banner above and it will take you directly to the Donations page.

My mother had a lump removed from her breast when I was 14 years old. Thankfully, it was benign and she has not had any problems since, but I know many that have been affected by this terrible disease. I even have a friend who, at a mere 30 years old, recently had a mastectomy due to breast cancer. I just want to reach out to all the women reading this today and ask that you are VIGILANT about checking your breasts for lumps and getting mammograms starting at the age of 40, and earlier if there is a history of breast cancer in your family.

I want you (and your boobs) around for a really, really, long time.

Everybody feel your boobs and have a great weekend!

Friday, October 16, 2009

I'm Everywhere

Today I am urging you to read me in not one, not two, but THREE places on the internet. I know, I know, I am spreading faster than the swine flu, and there's no vaccine (although some might wish there was). But if you are one of the awesome people that don't, and you like reading me, then head over to the Sex and The Suburbs blog for "You Know You're a Sexy Mom When..." and THEN head over to and read the story of my very first vibrator. Overshare? Perhaps. But hilariously funny.

Since today is Friday and I am completely unmotivated (and plus, I gave you plenty of things to read already!) I am going to end this post here. I am off to peruse my new Collector's Edition Jonas Brothers Rolling Stone...


Friday, September 4, 2009

A Day Late And a Dollar Short

I meant to post about Baby Girl's first day of preschool yesterday but didn't get around to it because of various craptastic life occurrences, so you get it today instead!

Actually, there isn't much to tell...we both did awesome!

Here she is posing with her backpack that threatened to tip her over when she put it on:

She insisted on bringing her Baby Jaguar stuffed animal AND her ceramic cat that she painted at Plaster Fun Time, so with her lunch, snack, extra clothes, and water bottle, I am pretty sure the bag weighed about as much as her.

Here she is, before she practically RAN to the car. Can we say excited?

There were absolutely NO tears, and she probably wouldn't have even said goodbye to me if I hadn't made her kiss and hug me--twice. I was a little choked up walking out to the car but as I drove away, the tears didn't come. Instead, an immense relief at having four hours of no children washed over me and I became sublimely happy. And knowing that she was having a blast made it that much sweeter.

My Baby Girl is growing up. And I am OK with that.

What I am not OK with is that she has been licking everything today, a behavior I can only assume she picked up from preschool yesterday. That I could do without. But, we take the good with the bad, right?


By the way, head over to and read my article on male birth control and let me know what you think. Do you think men should be trusted with the contraception? Leave me a comment with your opinion!