Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros is one of my favorite bands. I’m sure they stink of Patchouli and have dirt under their fingernails and flakes suspended in the oily roots of their hair…

But I don’t care. This song “Home” is one of my most favorite songs… Will probably always be one of my most favorite songs. It makes my insides feel effervescent. Like, I can barely contain how happy I am on the inside when this song echoes in my ears — it just bubbles up and out of me and I want to put on long flowy skirts and spin in circles and grow my hair out down past my ass.

It’s beautiful.

And then… this? Good god, it’s amazing. This guy Jorge Narvaez is a singer/songwriter and he’s got this amazing little firecracker of a daughter, Alexa. She’s bubbling with personality and her pajamas are also cute.

So, enjoy. I promise I’m going to find my writer’s feet again soon. I’m coming out of the fog of December and ready to stretch my arms and legs a bit. Pinky swear.

I feel pretty fortunate, as a single mother, to have loads of “me” time. My exhusband, for all the things I loathe about him, is a good dad. He’s involved, he always pays his child support and, in general, he’s flexible. He loves our son which, really… that’s all I could really hope for. I tell people all the time that he was a terrible husband, but has always been a good dad.

The kidlet goes to his dad’s every other weekend and we alternate annually for big holidays. All the long weekends and big holidays are mine on even-numbered years and are his on odd-numbered years. It’s a little non-traditional in terms of what most parents do when it comes to visitation agreements, but it works out GREAT. It means that, every other year, I get to alternately spend extra time with the kid OR I get lots of kid-free time to go do some traveling.

A few years ago, I went on a trip. [Read more...]

It’s small… And I’m not even sure if my privacy settings will allow you to see it if you’re not my friend on facebook (haha! /nelson), but look what I stumbled across today while I was uploading a video of my son kick ass on wii boxing.

Does it get any cuter? Please don’t pay any attention to all the shit everywhere. This was about a week after we moved into that apartment.

Your honor student can kick my kid’s ass? Well, smarty pants, does your kid know his internet memes? Huh?! Does he?

I didn’t think so. Fool.

I used to get a lot of hate mail on Date Wrecks… I sort of miss it.

So you’ll understand why I was so giddy to login tonight and see a comment! From a hater! On FREAK BACON!

I tried to address the commenter directly, but the email bounced. So I’m posting it here since, really… the point of being a hater and posting hateful comments on somebody’s blog is to garner attention.

Everybody! Check out “Sarah_C”! [Read more...]

Seriously. SERIOUSLY? I am so totally that crazy broad in the front with the teal top on. Haha. I can’t stop laughing at this one.

Just in case you were holding on to some preconceived notions about people from the South, I want to clear some things up:

White dudes can’t dance down here either.

Exhibit A: [Read more...]

Remember when I broadened your palate for the many euphemisms for dicks?

It’s time for the Penis Penitentiary’s turn.

But first, a conversation with my favorite Lady Jane Licker, Anna.

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I’m soaked.
The rain this morning is ridiculous,
the bottom eight inches of my too-long jeans look
like they’ve been dipped in buckets.
It’s dark and the thunder is actually rolling –
– it seems like years since I’ve actually heard thunder actively rolling.
The lightening is sparking across the sky
Electric fingertips, shooting to one another
touching for a moment and then disappearing.

I don’t want to be at work.
I want to be in bed, under down blankets.
I want to be curled up in the crook of an armpit
I’m always happiest as the little spoon
the curve of my hips fitting into you
like a lovely, dreamy, sleepy jigsaw puzzle.
Lazy, heavy arms under and over me,
The subtle wriggle-thing that I do to get closer –
– closer, still… no, closer.

Instead, I’m here.
At my desk with a cup of coffee for now
and a Dr. Pepper for later. My feet are cold.
There’s a tornado watch, just announced on the
soft rock, retail-friendly radio station.
I can’t help but tilt my head.
I see all the work on my desk, but my mind –
– my mind is in bed, smelling your skin,
tracing your strong hands with my bitty fingers,
sighing my bitty sighs while you breathe
thick, heavy, sleepy breaths into my hair.

If I close my eyes, I can almost pretend.

Check out the die-hard cheering fans at :50 seconds!

What we thought would be a couple of hours of cheering my mother and the other walkers on, turned into nearly six hours of woooo-ing and clapping and passing out candy and holding up signs.

It was really so fun and you can just tell, when you do something like this, that it really MATTERS to those participating.

Today is the final day of the 3-Day and my mom will walk 20 more miles today. The boy and I are headed into the city around lunchtime to have a picnic with my best friend and then we’ll go over and meet my dad for the closing ceremony.

It’s going to be an emotional day, for sure.

Today, right now, my mom has started on her journey.

From her blog:

Many of you know that I am a breast cancer survivor. I have been breast cancer free- and without breasts per se for 2.5 years now! I had immediate reconstruction after a prophylactic bilateral mastectomy due to being a carrier of the BRCA gene- but the pathology found cancer that had been undetected in mammograms and even a breast MRI. So this year is the 3rd year I will walk in the 3Day 60 mile Susan G Komen walk for breast cancer.

Let me tell you this: my mom is one fucking tough broad. I went with my mother on the day that she went to the doctor to have that lump looked at. I drove her there and stood by her side, stoic and strong while she leaned into me and expelled heavy tears onto my shoulder. It was so scary. [Read more...]

God, I love these two girls. They’ve really stumbled into something incredible. I wonder if they’re just as cool and funny in real life.

This weekend was, by far, one of the most fun weekends of my life.

Highlights include:

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