Lifestyle
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If You Really Knew Me
If you really knew me, you would know that I am self-conscious around people I don’t know. Painfully so. If you really knew me, you’d understand that I’m horribly awkward meeting new people. Mostly because I’m afraid I’m going to get tongue-tied. Or stammer. Or spit when I talk, or something equally mortifying. Think of the moment in “Bridget Jones’ Diary” when our girl Bridget arrives at a garden party dressed for what she thinks is a “tarts and vicars” party. Awkward, no? If you really knew me you would know that my poker face is crap, so in situations where I need to mingle, it’s highly likely that I have…
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Ali Baba and the Absentee Blogger
Despite my intent to blog on a more regular basis, sometimes life gets in the way. Last week, that roadblock took the form of a pantomime. I’m was a nervous wreck, mostly because I’m really struggled with my lines. While I realize that one aspect of the “panto” (as it is casually referred to here – I know my friends back home that sitting confused, picturing white-faced French guys pretending to be stuck in a box) is that there is always quite a bit of ad-libbing on the night of the performance — that doesn’t sit well with a Type-A perfectionist such as I. I also panicked because the second…
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I *HEART* Twitter
Today’s writing prompt asked me to share some of my favorite tweets. I’ve catalogued 10,049 tweets. Obviously, I can’t go through them all, but I did make it through the last year’s worth. What I found? I tweet a lot about the puppy, my kids, whining, the other wine, and coffee. Don’t believe me? I find that I tweet quite a bit about my kids, and to be honest? Mostly about my daughter, her tantrums, and the incredibly slow pace with which she approaches life: Last year, I spent a lot of time tweeting about the puppy and the chaos that follows her: Thankfully, she has turned into a…
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A Question to Sink Your Teeth Into
Yesterday, Boo lost another tooth. Acting on behalf of the tooth fairy, I swapped out the tooth for a one-pound coin. (Damn the mum of the friend that left a fiver – that was a joy to explain…let’s just say that, just as my kids know that the Santa’s at the malls, fetes, and whatnot are helpers because Santa needs to be working on his list and sorting out toys, I explained that sometimes a mum thinks that a child should get more, and so they sneak in and take the coin and leave a bigger amount.) Because, you know, the tooth fairy can’t carry more than a quid. Anyhoo,…
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Wordless Wednesday – Tenerife
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Its a Blog Hop Tuesday!
Stacey over at Little Boys are Made of …Frogs & Snails & Puppy Dog Tails is hosting a blog hop today! I’m looking forward to finding some new-to-me bloggers, as well as catching up on a few faves I spy in the list as well. Poke around through the list and feel free to link up your blog, too!!
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Cybermummy 2011 Meet and Greet
Hi everyone!! Reading all of my friend’s blog posts and tweets about BlogHer, Blissdom and Type-A-Mom with longing (and knowing I couldn’t it to any of them again), I was thrilled to learn about Cybermummy — and I’m beyond excited to be hopping the train to London in June. Many thanks to Carly at Mummy’s Shoes for hosting this Meet and Greet for Cybermummy 11. I’m really looking forward to meeting y’all! Name: Jenn Belden Blog: Momma on the Rocks Twitter ID: @mommy_grrl Height: 5ft 6 Hair: shoulder-length auburn Eyes: Hazel Likes: books, chocolate, lemon cake, tea, vodka & tonic, martinis, jumping on the trampoline, coffee mornings, date nights, Italian food,…
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Silent Sunday – A Walk Through the Fields
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(It Should Be) Wordless Wednesday…(But It’s Not)
I had several lovely photos all picked out for Wordless Wednesday from yesterday’s St. David’s Day assembly…but then it occurred to me that my non-Welsh followers (all six of you) aren’t familiar with St. David, the patron saint of Wales, so a little background info would be helpful. St. David is the patron saint of Wales, and his feast day, March 1 is a national day of celebration in Wales. For the school celebration, there were many little girls wearing traditional Welsh costumes (a flannel or wool dress, apron, shawl, and hat), and the boys were quite happy to wear red shirts that said “Cymru” (Wales) or Welsh Rugby shirts.…
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Her “Special” Teeth
I think all the attention Boo is getting as a result of his problematic choppers is stepping on Pea’s toes. She’s been asking when SHE gets to go to Hereford and “get” one of her teeth pulled out. I think Boo finally set her straight tonight…but not before she shared this little gem: P: “Momma, I’ve got a special tooth” M: “Special teeth? You do, do you?” P: “Yes, I have a special tooth. It’s right” (tapping her front tooth) “here” (tapping again) Momma stifles a laugh and hides a smile. “What is so special about that tooth?” P: “THIS is a special tooth because SOMETIMES it is very clean”.…