I have just decided to take a soul vacation...a break from email, Facebook and blogging.   

You know how sometimes you just need a big change, a vacation, a refocus?  Well I am so excited and feel so FREE knowing I won’t post for a few weeks and won’t be checking my two email accounts for almost as long.  THRILLING.  

Not quite a tropical vacation, but....for the price, CLOSE!

I will be back in FEBRUARY with all sorts of irreverence and humor....if you need encouragement before then, just call me  and we will do it the old fashioned way!

I’d love to see your comments on topics I could write about for you when I get back. One can only take so much talk about poop and wearing ratty bathrobes in front of the plumber for so long, right?  

Deep breaths, Darlings....and....

R  E  S  T! 
All Photos from our Cabin in Estes Park, Colorado.  I’m pretending I am THERE!

Pour Me a Martini: Done with Poopy Cloth Diapers

Martinis, here I come!  Almost done with cloth diapers for Libby.  Potty Boot camp is next weekend. You can read the Day One timeline of events and how it went when we did it with Portia. 

Hear me talk about Office Poop vs. Petite Poop on NPR with “The Poop is the Same” by clicking that link.

I continue to be amused by my terrible Baby’s Got Back song parody and case you missed it....

(Feel free to sing along To "Baby's Got Back"...uh...kinda....)

I like big butts and I cannot lie....
you other mothers might deny
say you like tiny diapers 
for your little butt wipers
but I tell you cloths' the best!

there's no chemicals in anywhere
and baby's fanny sticks out to there
when they're waddling
you wanna laugh at them
but you don't want em pulling your hair

I like big butts and I'll tell you why
cloth diapers make other folks cry
they think "No Way!" 
would they handle poop spray
but I'm gonna tell you try today...

You can save the big doll-ars
and  protect our Mother Earth
Your baby's butt is cute in her birthday suit
but nothing compares to skinny little legs
and that great big cloth diaper...



If you need more poop is my poop rant post.  

Pear Shaped Mama Mojo?

I am trying a new thing.  

You know, those Resolution thingies. 

I am TRYING to eat fruit INSTEAD OF sugary treats.

(I know.)

I do not eat fruit every day but I do eat sweets and fatty snacks every day.  Several times a day.  (And yet my Fit Bit says I haven’t lost any weight.  Huh.)  Well.  

I am fabulous anyway.  (Thanks Jean, for smacking me, reminding me!)

I am speaking to a group of other fabulous mamas this week, and to another group the week after.  I am encouraging them on their Mama Mojo.  I’m learning alongside them about how to reconnect with Themselves as the darling, intelligent, amazing, gorgeous women they were before children.  B. C.  (God, were you trying to be funny?)

I’m struggling writing the talk.  I speak Thursday.  It will be AWESOME.  


We are making people.  As Mothers we make people.  And endless mundane things like meals and beds and appointments.   It is so interesting and dull and vibrantly exciting....but we forget who we are. We forget who we want to be. I struggle with this and so I write and speak about this.  But it is hard!

Some of my research brought me back to my china plates.  That plate my pears are sitting on is my Grandmother’s china we use fairly often for special occasions.  After seeing this picture, taking this picture, and seeing it again...I went to get a matching teacup for my peppermint tea.  

It might not be a chocolate bit of nastiness eaten hastily over the counter before the kids come round and want it too....but this snack is GOOD.  Good for my body and this innocent little pear makes me feel like a Bombshell.  

Mama’s gettin’ her MOJO back!

Random Things #7 Pretty Loos and Tough Toity Papier

I am a big fan of the ‘stronger’ Charmin and love the bear commercials with little bits of tp stuck to their fannies.  I like reality based humor of it.  This was funnier still.

That right there is my fabulous PEPCID I took ‘just in case’ before I consumed that Hot N Dirrrrty martini at Paparazzi on my birthday a bit ago.  I like the sad little story that tells, and the martini  is my FAVORITE.  EVER.

So the BROKEN ones are MISfortune cookies.  Hardee har har!  Albanese Candy can make a buck anywhere, and get a grin from surprising places.

One of the most sparkly, indulgent bathrooms I’ve seen in a restaurant. 
Anyone know where this one is?

My pal Lori had this hilariously darling ornament on her Christmas Tree, so of course I had to take a picture of it....LOVE IT!!!

Been surprised by any bathrooms lately?  Would love to hear about it.