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michelevgreen Every time I go to Intellicast to check the weather, I mistype it as “intellicats” — which seems like it would be a more interesting site

SaraJOY DIAPER, Y U NO CHANGE YOURSELF?

MeganBoley Benton is all, “Hey, Imagunna try stomach sleeping for the first time in 9 months. It’s fun. Until I wake up crawling. I’m a weirdo!”

SaraJOY This solid food stuff is too much work. Can’t I just nurse them ’til they’re 3 & hand ‘em a burger?

_Biscuit_ there should be a service where an idiot is sent to you for all your shaking-to-death needs. #idiotoncall

michelevgreen Hubby’s phone autocorrected the phrase “the baby ate a lot of oatmeal” to “the baby ate a lot of goat meat.” Might be my fav of all time

Depcrestwood If I had to describe the guy who just walked past me in two words, those two words would be “weed jesus”

TheNextMartha This exists people. yfrog.com/gy5dqhhj

TemerityJane Sheldon’s jingling rabies tag is going to be the death of me. I keep half-drifting off to sleep and jerking back awake. “SANTA??”

keli_h why is there a “no gas day” group on facebook? makes no sense to me. it is also known as “stranded car day” or “get gas the day before day”

exlibris Idea: Galactica uses Captcha to test its crew for Cylons. #iwouldfail#imatoaster

jimmycarr Morning. Here’s a house that looks like Hitler. You’re welcome.http://plixi.com/p/87787960

Shinga_the_Jedi “Mac or PC?” I swing both ways, baby. But just so we’re clear, I only experiment with Linux when I’m drunk and want attention.

thegrumbles I blow your face up.

anymommy Left chili I defrosted for dinner sitting in the sink all night. Microbiology is more religion than science, right? I mean, I can’t see it.

michelevgreen More Talk to Text: “Matthew: I am I want flavor syrup in your lifetime latte” Okay, honey. #huh

michelevgreen Actual texts Hubby’s talk-to-text sent me this AM: Matthew: just buckle current. Matthew: did not say that. Matthew: taco her hand

TemerityJane Is it out of context conference session tweets season again already?

GeorgeTakei AT&T is buying T-Mobile. In related news, Russia wants Eastern Europe back. #TheresAMapForThat

Crunchynurse I need the guy from Karate Kid to make J. pick up his coat off the floor and hang it on a hook, repeatedly, for a number of hours.

the818 Why is it that when my dog farts, it’s like I’m eating it for breakfast? How do those canine bungholes permeate like that?

nataliejanette I had a dream that my phone got wet, so I put it in a bowl of rice. When I came back to check it, the rice was cooked & had peas & carrots.

exlibris I had a dream that revealed the secret connection between Pearl Jam, the Oregon Trail, and the Illuminati. #enlightened

MeganBoley Shamrock Shake, Cadbury Creme Eggs, Iced Chai, Pumpkin Spice Latte, Peppermint Mocha. #Twitterseasons

BrunnerCircus I saw someone using a pay phone today. In other news… I had no idea that pay phones still existed.

thegrumbles Showering with a bulldog is always unexpected.

kch I propose a most amazing trade-off: Everyone adopts the US power plug standard, and the US adopts the fucking metric system. Everyone wins.

DaddyFiles I fully plan to will myself back to health using nothing but positive thought and NyQuil. Big N, small y BIG MOTHERFUCKING Q!

Mom101 Toddlers with British accents are cuter than puppies. Cuter than puppies with British accents too.

zhandlen Stephen Sondheim, Andrew Lloyd Webber, and William Shatner were all born today. And we still don’t have a goddamn STAR TREK musical.

michelevgreen Hubby informed me a contractor is coming to fix our fence “sometime” today. This really disrupts my not-wearing-pants plans for the day

MeganBoley I think I just had an oh-my-gah-I-am-a-mom moment after that tweet. “what is this meme? Dern kids? These is jokes?”

swonderful me: what’s this movie called? luke: natalie portman

TheNextMartha I’m filtering the word “snow” out of my stream. The word denial is welcome to stay.

thegrumbles @tristina_wright monday’s only there to keep sunday from punching tuesday.

MeganBoley @laurahartgerink @typographitext yeah. I basically just use boobs as parenting tools.

milonguera Today Joaquin and I ate about 12 mandarins or clementines or whatever those dainty little oranges are called.

thek8escape I’ve decided that if I had a superpower, it would be to make babies sleep.

ordermeanother Why is there no milkshake delivery service?

PensieveRobin Dark chocolate peanut M&Ms: colorful afternoon vitamins.

SaraJOY Snark *can* be used for good people. #responsiblesnarking

sarahbartlett Morning again? Balls.

TemerityJane Don’t know how, but I’ve managed to log into Friendster & am now texting my sister pics of herself saying “HAHA YOU USED TO DRESS LIKE THIS”

MrsFreestyle Walking three 100+ lb dogs, while 4 mo’s pregnant, & wearing a 20lb toddler on your back is not as easy as it sounds.

CrunchyVTMommy Dear Jesus, Allah, God, Superman or whomever is in charge tonight, please let my babies sleep until 10 am. Sound good? Thanks so much.

GreenEnough4Me A guy on FB: “My fiance works too much.” Me: “You’re engaged?” Him: “No. But I assume she works too much & that’s why we haven’t met.” #ha

ecsuperhero In fact, it might even be in the Constitution. It’d be unpatriotic to not put Kahlua in my coffee right now. God Bless America.

sarahviola Trying to figure out how long it’s been since Vi nursed, but…DST… Uh… it’s too early for numbers. #carrytheone #dumb

bigcitybelly However, it was amusing to see a drunk girl fall off the curb outside my place and still keep her cell phone to her ear.

MeganBoley @milonguera @thegrumbles if iphone autocorrect was a person, it would look like dana carvey church lady.

laurahartgerink today is a feast of meatballs. i am ready for the ball-off. and i shall win. #deliciousballs

alwysabridesmd Oh boy I hope what I’m chewing is lobster.

Depcrestwood Umm – I just scratched my head, and half a Frito landed on my shoulder. I haven’t had Frito’s in months.#anothersignoftheapocalypse

thek8escape The dishwasher fairy didn’t come last night. Bummerrrr.

MeganBoley @thegrumbles twitter is the god of inappropriate juxtaposition. If I were in art school, I might have done a project on the subject.

michelevgreen I wonder if Dora’s fantastic world of singing creatures is a psychological cover-up for a grim, unbearable reality a la Pan’s Labyrinth

foldinglaundry Parents: please teach your kids to not be assholes. Plain and simple.

milonguera Heh @Pinterest During testing, we accidentally told a handful of really nice users that their pin of a kitten was objectionable content.

babyrabies Driving through rural TX, we get a whiff of cow manure. Kendall proclaims, “smells like daddy’s poopy!”

goodgoogs Late pregnancy is not realising you’ve had a marshmallow stuck to your belly for the best part of an hour

apocalypstick I’m a feminist, but these heavy boxes aren’t going to move themselves.

PBinmyHair Text I just got from my husband “do you know how to use the craigslist”

mommyboots I would like all of the chocolate today, please.

FamilySizedFun i bought 3 sticky rollers and i am giving up lint for lent.

foldinglaundry Noah was just naming mountains: Mount Fuji, Mount Everest and Mount Tin Dew. OMG, DYING.

tami_moore @tristina_wright I don’t think I’ve ever told you, but if I was ever a mother, I want to be just like you.

michelevgreen Slow cooker came with a strange giant rubber band. After trying to affix it to multiple parts of the machine I discover it’s a “lid holder”

exlibris @sarahbartlett losing a gnome is a traumatic event.

lindseyivory Is it a coincidence that fat tuesday and women’s day are the same? Oh the irony (and doughnuts…oh the doughnuts!)

exlibris Just tried to text my MIL on a calculator.

FamilySizedFun this is when they whine and whine. and then i wine. they whine. i wine. whine wine, wine whine wine wine. until wine wins.#wineforthewin

neilcole I love Guinness, but if anyone tells you it’s “good for you” – NO! That’s broccoli. They’re thinking of broccoli

DaddyFiles Gary Busey is praying for Charlie Sheen? Ouch. That’s crazy-person-on-crazy-person crime right there.

thek8escape Joe: I bet if you name any state in the union, I can name the capital. Me: Nebraska. Joe: … dammit.

mariasrandmrant Hey lady..wearing the fishnet top over a bikini w/ some wedge heels and pushing a stroller, yeah you. What were u thinking??#FasionNoNo

CrunchyVTMommy My 19mo son calls woodpeckers – peckersons and I think it’s freaking hilarious!

LordStewie when I die I want to be cremated and put into an Etch-a-Sketch

FeministBreeder Quickies were invented by parents. Definitely.

allisonzapata Sandwich with a Zantac chaser. #pregnantdinner

AmberStrocel A spammer is offering me tips on how to find a thoughtful wife. So I have that going for me.

pocketbuddha Today is one of those days where I kind of understand why some species eat their young. #badmama #toddler #CabinFever

cynthiaboaz I just found someone’s to-do list at the bottom of a shopping cart. “Saturday- Shutterbug, Michael’s Art Supplies, harvest pot.”

unxpctdblessing It’s no longer “I missed that memo.” It’s now “I missed that tweet.”

TychoBrahe When my mother felt something was particularly untrue, she’d say it was a “lie from the pit of hell.” This struck me as needlessly dramatic.

Dabobie I really wish when I peeled my banana that a cheeseburger popped out of it. #whynot #bananasareyucky

posielove What I discovered in the bathroom tonight.#bathtoysgonewild http://yfrog.com/h316eccj

DaddyFiles I was thinking: instead of going to work today how about drinking heavily & taking up smoking again? Feels like one of those days.

michaelfranti The national debt is $14,128,618,456,347.92 – can we stop worrying about gay marriage now?

ecsuperhero I swear too much. But since I make no effort to stop it, I’ll just say that a filthy mouth can be an endearing quality for some. Like me

If you think these are funny, check out my inspiration, The Little Big. She created the Follow Friday Blog Meme and posts her favorite tweets every Friday. Tears from laughter I tell you. TEARS!

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i read this post over here and it got me thinking…a lot…

the lonely eats at you when you are home all day, locked in repetition.  it can even eat at you when you are out at an office.  or at the park.  or out to dinner.  or running errands.  i don’t think it’s a symptom of where so much as the what.  if that makes sense.

we are moving to st. louis in just two short months.  while i’m 98% ridiculously excited, there is a 2% of me that worries.  worries that it will negatively effect olivia.  worries that our grand plan to get our debt under control will blow up in our face because of some unforeseen obstacle.  worries about the fact that i have to solo parent one week every single month.    worries about this and that.

the other night stephen and i eschewed the television and video games for laying in bed in the darkness and talking.  come to find out, he has the same worries.  he never said anything because he didn’t want to dampen my excitement for going home and i didn’t say anything because i didn’t want to seem ungrateful for getting to move back home.

same worries.  different reasons.  stupidly kept to ourselves.

this life i chose….the one i have….is not what i’d envisioned for myself ten years ago.  i envisioned being a writer.  being published.  writing for the movies.  comfortable.  i haven’t written anything other than this blog in well over five years.  that thought puts a lump in my throat.  my heart’s dream since i was twelve lays untouched in a dusty corner of my mind.

so write.

it’s not that easy.

plus.

there’s this whole domesticity thing i’m trying to get a hold of.  if there was one thing i do well, it’s being a homemaker.  i can cook and bake.  i can grow, birth and raise a baby.  no, it’s not easy.  it’s never easy, but i can do it.  and i can do it well.  but even that comes at a price.  and the price is the alone and the guilt.  the guilt because i do nothing to contribute financially and we’re drowning.  the guilt when i’m tired and worn out from a fussy baby and dinner isn’t ready or the house is a mess.

i’m learning to sew.  learning to knit.  i want to learn to crochet.  i want to learn to make my own lotion.  random.  but all things that i could be good at and could keep me busy and maybe open the door to providing some sort of modest income for my family.  but i’m unsure of all of it so i put it off in practice but think about it constantly.

just about the only thing i am sure about is the jude. he’s a bright and shining star he is. he lights me up.

i love him, it’s true. but i’ve realized that my love for jude just can’t compare to my love and relationship with jon. i feel about jon something so deep and overwhelming and all-encompassing that nothing will ever be able to hold a candle.

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this made me think of my own. olivia is my sunshine.  her laugh and smile are infectious and can chase away dark cloud.  she is the one perfection in my life that i can point to as a living example of my success as a mother.  but i find myself thinking often of when it was just stephen and i and we were just starting out.  the unknown.  the lust.  the love.  the wonder and discovery.  how i want to return to then at times.  but i love where we are now.  married.  growing.  creating.  we still learn and still discover but it is blanketed with worry and tired and concern and repetition.  laundry.  cooking.  baby.  dinner.  tv.  sleep.  repeat.

we are in a rut.  i am hoping the move points us in a new direction and we get new feet to stand on.  i hope we can, out from under the worry of money, return to how it was but with the added happiness of children.  meanwhile, i will do.  do my crafts.  do my housework.  do my baking.  do my cooking.  and i will love my daughter.  and i will discover my husband.

will you?

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the doldrums of winter are starting to freeze my bones

i feel them crack and tremble under the weight of the brittle cold and the stress of the everyday

money mommy wife house clean dishes laundry sewing knitting dog sleep floors clutter dust broken want need can’t

the everyday

so i try to keep a positive in the forefront

something for my mind to hug and hold onto

something for my bones to gain strength and warmth from

- the way olivia hums in her sleep on every exhale… hmm [inhale] hmm [inhale] hmm…

- the way max curls up in the tightest little ball on the couch on as many pillows as he can

- the way stephen cuddles me close while we watch tv late at night, making sure my pj legs are straight and aren’t riding up my legs

- the hum of my sewing machine dancing along fabric making [something] pretty for [someone]

- the click click click of my knitting needles slowly, methodically churning out whatever-this-is

- the smell of freshly baked cookies

- the sun even though the warmth is just an illusion

- my warm bed and how it waits patiently for me each night after every wake-up and every nursing

- my health, my sanity and my marriage, although none are perfect they are all loved and cherished above everything

- ideas and dreams…thoughts and wishes…they keep me going…

what do you tuck in a corner to hang onto to keep yourself going through the cold, through the stress, through the everyday?

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