Showing posts with label NJ Moms Blog Posts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NJ Moms Blog Posts. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Silly Band Fever Is Giving Me A Headache


I'm having an existential crisis stemming from the Silly Band craze. I'm over at NJ Moms Blog processing it. If you have no clue what Silly Bands are, no matter. You can learn all about it over there. And fear not; this post is more about my beloved Pink and her precious heart and how the world is going to crush her... and how on earth do I keep her generous, caring spirit alive while teaching her not to be taken advantage of and manipulated than it is a silly band rant. It all came to a head when she was weazled out of over 20 brand new silly bands on the bus Monday morning... READ MORE HERE

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Saturday, February 20, 2010

DS At Dinner? Not How We Roll


Our family happens to be one of the few in America that does not own a Wii, Playstation, XBox or hand held video game - the DS I believe they are called. We have no type of moral opposition to the aforementioned video games, we just aren't big "gamers" ourselves and with our children being between the ages of 2 and 5, the "need" for video games is a subject that just has not come up. At least, not until a few weeks ago when my 5 year old started noticing her same age-peers bringing DS's on the bus and noticing Wii's at their homes during play dates. Now, of course, she is begging for a DS. Begging!

I've made it very clear to her: It ain't gonna happen. Read The Full Post at New Jersey Moms Blog >>>>>>

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Read About Why I Hate Swings At NJ Moms Blog


Yes, I said it. I hate swings. Pop on over the NJ Moms Blog where I also write and find out why... CLICK HERE

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

"When Two Words Collide" Is Over On NJ Moms Blog

A neighbor of ours puts up a huge blow up lawn display for Halloween every year. It is an enormous Garfield the Cat wearing a witch hat (yes, random I know). Last year, when my daughter was not yet 3, she was obsessed with this cat which we drove by every day in October. When she first saw him, she asked who he was. I explained he was Garfield and a little bit about the character cat… he took lots of naps, he played with his dog friend Odie, and he ate lots of lasagna. As repetitive toddlers are, she’d always ask the same questions, fully knowing the answers, every time we rode by. “What does Garfield eat?” “Who does Garfield play with?”

This year, Garfield came up again. Since parents love any opportunity to test the brilliance of their children, I ask her “Who’s that?” as we drive by. Let’s see how much she remembers from last year. “It’s Garfield!” she shouts. “And what does Garfield like to do?” “Sleep!” she shouts! Oh, she’s brilliant! “And what does he like to eat? “ I query further, looking at her cherubic face and wide hazel eyes in the rear view mirror. “Vagana!” Continue reading this post on New Jersey Moms Blog >>>>>

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Goody Bag Guilt

At some point, a group of people invented the "Child's Birthday Party" complete with accompanying paraphernalia and ritual: Butter cream frosted cake, the very original Happy Birthday song, candles, gifts, hats and horns. Somewhere in the genesis of the Birthday Party, the concept of a "Goody Bag" was also introduced. I'd like to blame the invention of the Goody Bag on a man, as men are usually the ones behind such detestable things as the corset, big uncomfortable maxi pads, high heeled shoes and thong underwear. But I really think women... mothers in particular...are to be blamed for this one. Perky, Susie Homemaker, June Cleaver Mothers from an era long gone. I make this conclusion because I know of NO mother today who adores handing out OR receiving said junky goody bag at party's end. I say, we mothers may have started this senselessness but it is within our power to finish it too. Read More Of This Post At New Jersey Moms Blog >>>>

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Wasn't Governor Sanford Just Following The Politician's Handbook?

Governor Sanford is the latest to stand before us reading the same canned and overly-rehearsed speech apologizing to his family and the public. It's the same drill, different names, different day. Cue the phony tears of shame. Is anyone outside of the situation ever truly shocked? Sleeping around seems part of the job requirement once you have any bit of fame and/or power. In fact, I believe it's all there in black and white in the Politician's Handbook, Chapter 1, Section 4, Sub-section A. Let's take a look, shall we?:

How To Become A Politician *
* Though not necessarily a good one

Interested in Politics? Here's what you do:

1. Major in Political Science, work hard, and never keep it in your pants.

2. While you're getting established and gaining experience, find a great woman who will stand by you as you embark on this career. Make sure she will sacrifice everything for you and your own gain, raise your children, and then cheat on her. She may find out, she may not. But if the affair is exposed, make sure it's super humiliating for her. CONTINUE READING ALICIA'S POST AT THE NJ MOMS BLOG >>>
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