Yeah, yeah. I haven’t done one of these in a long time. This shit is a lot of work.
But hey, you guys are worth it.
I’m feeling a little loosy goosey so this won’t quite down like prior posts. Live with it.
Next I need to flash my panties at the gals over at the Red Dress Club (that’s my way of showing my utmost admiration and affection, its a rare sighting, I promise.) TRDC is place for writers to gather, exchange ideas and learn something about the art of storytelling. Its a wonderful community filled with supportive and talented writers and I am so very lucky to have found them.
As a result of participating in the writing prompts, this week I wrote a memoir post confessing my love of tomatoes. For those of you who love the Mad Woman, I’m doing my best to use her voice in these prompts going forward. As I was basking in your love, I briefly considered writing food reviews. Don’t worry, its only the pregnancy hormones talking. One of my favorite new (to me) bloggers is Megan at Best of Fates. She had this response:I’m going to start using the word “lover” when talking to my food. I feel as though it’s going to revolutionize my world.
And of course I have to toot my own horn or call attention to those of you who do it for me. Galit had this to say: This is quite possibly the most delicious thing I’ve read. Ever. You had me at “lover.”
I also had to get some crap off my chest on Tuesday.. Just needed to get it out there, and I always feel better when I do. So thank you all for the offers of spooning, hugging and rescuing me. Clearly I need to have a bloggy orgy and get my grope on, or you all do. To top it off, I got the “Boycott American Women” spam comment. It made my day! And thank you to Shell for hosting Pour Your Heart Out. Happy anniversary!
Wednesday I let it all hang out and showed ya ma belly. Somehow I failed miserably at showing you just how large I really am. Trust me, I was this big with Maddy at 9 months. I have 10 more weeks to go! Anyway, I also issued a very stern warning not to point out my roots or the size of my hand. My dear friend Coffeypot wasn’t falling for it: I was going to comment on how lovely and natural your hair is and wondering why you dye your roots dark then I read your threat. But I like paddling, so, “Damn What A Claw You Have, and with all those roots showing, Ill start calling you Ole Paint the Wonder Horse. Will that get me a good spanking?
Jessica cracked me up with this: Funny, if you didn’tt say it was a dress, I would think it was a romper because of the shadow between your legs (that’s what she said?) and then I’d be confused as to how you pee. And peeing is an issue!
Back to the TRDC for a moment. Recently we were paired up with writing partners. Crayon Wrangler is a great writer and I’m having a great time working with her. She’s brought to life my love of editing and brainstorming. Also, CDG who has written here before, helped me bring the heat for Friday’s post. I’m sorry MommaKiss, but this love cannot be denied. You will always be my blogsbian lover but CDG and I have this writer lust thang going on. And yes, Coffeypot, I too was thinking of a threeway. Shhh. So back to Friday’s post. Some of you may have questioned whether or not the piece was a work of fiction. Lets just say, we were probably drinking beer, not wine. And my name isn’t Mandy.
Did you have a favorite post or commenter you want to highlight? Introduce me, will ya?
Oh, yeah. I almost forgot: I„¢ve been nominated to Circle of Moms Top 25 Funny Moms! Come vote for me, PLEASE! http://www.circleofmoms.com/top25/funny-moms