From the monthly archives:

January 2010

Rude Awakening

January 9, 2010

Apparently, Husbandrinka and I are on a budget. And before you get too excited, as I did, it’s not one of those economy-boosting budgets where we infuse lots of capital into retail.  It’s one where we don’t spend money that we don’t have budgets which I think means that the terrorists win. So now every […]

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Bag Check

January 7, 2010

Over Christmas break, I took my two kids to North Carolina to see my inlaws, while Husbandrinka stayed in NYC with his older son.  Because my stepson had some kind of flu and we thought that he shouldn’t be flying and contaminating everyone.    I had a lot to do in order to get ready, […]

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Fake My Blog!

January 6, 2010

Hi!  Thanks for stopping by today!  I am going to tell you about an exciting new business adventure.  Or maybe venture!  Ready? Let’s begin! Have you considered giving up blogging, the one thing that makes you happy, in order to “protect” your family? Welcome to Fake My Blog! Fake My Blog! is a revolutionary concept […]

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Censor This!

January 5, 2010

Mama spent the day with my kids last week and this is great because: (a)  Grandmother-grandchild bonding is so important and precious! (b)  If Mama is with the kids, Marinka is not, yay for Marinka! (c) If Mama is with the kids, Marinka is not, yay for the kids! Now, pencils down. There is no […]

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Bathroom Intimacy

January 4, 2010

I don’t think that Dr. Phil thinks through his advice.  I mention this to Husbandrinka and he says what he always says whenever someone mentions Dr. Phil: “Dr. Phil is a moron and an asshole.“  “What’s the difference?“ I usually ask and he explains that it means that he’s both stupid and obnoxious, which, according […]

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If You Think Facebook is Bad, Just Wait

January 1, 2010

Parental Discretion Advised!  Not for children! Or those easily offended/with strong gag reflex!  Happy New Year! I spent my New Year’s Eve sending Facebook messages to my daughter who was sitting in the next room and ignoring me, because she was playing Bubble Town or something.  Apparently, it requires a lot of concentration. And because […]

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