tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post114472382677346357..comments2023-11-02T07:53:45.876-07:00Comments on Girl's Gone Child: EpibloguesGIRL'S GONE CHILDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1145374398240947322006-04-18T08:33:00.000-07:002006-04-18T08:33:00.000-07:00Totally feel your pain. Also lost a new mom friend...Totally feel your pain. Also lost a new mom friend in my neighbourhood, but mostly because she didn't get sarcasm. (she was a Lebanese Lesbian -- I swear! How could I NOT get into trouble?) Can't handle people who don't do sarcasm. So be both didn't call each other back.<BR/><BR/>As for the writing thing, I feel ya even more. I can't do any creative writing since this blog. I used to write short film scripts, articles, novellas, now nada but bambino blogging. Well, I get paid to write copy, but that barely counts. <BR/><BR/>Brutal.scarbie dollhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15067032043776994982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144954852247000152006-04-13T12:00:00.000-07:002006-04-13T12:00:00.000-07:00i'm down to chill...i love to hike, get outdoors, ...i'm down to chill...<BR/><BR/>i love to hike, get outdoors, go to museums and (most of all) cook. <BR/><BR/>non parenting subjects of conversation include current events, newspapers, photography, art, writing, snowboarding, etc.<BR/><BR/>i hate having to battle L.A. traffic (i live in claremont)<BR/><BR/>please keep us posted in your blog if you start an un-group groupjesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02026918563988335962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144890235619132722006-04-12T18:03:00.000-07:002006-04-12T18:03:00.000-07:00No way Tammy. You rock on with your bad self. Seri...No way Tammy. You rock on with your bad self. Seriously.GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144870027155823832006-04-12T12:27:00.000-07:002006-04-12T12:27:00.000-07:00Um...I totally have that shirt that your dad's wea...Um...I totally have that shirt that your dad's wearing....and...um...I still wear it. I should be hanging my head in shame, here, right? I mean, that's the protocol, I think. Somebody help me out here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144862813063704722006-04-12T10:26:00.000-07:002006-04-12T10:26:00.000-07:00HAHAHAHAHA! THAT is funny. Oy to the vey. We're al...HAHAHAHAHA! THAT is funny. Oy to the vey. We're all finished. FINISHED!<BR/><BR/>I will not be at Blogher. Don't get me wrong, I love me some lady peeps but Blogher makes me nervous. I think if there was a Bloghim, women would be like, "no you didn't"... I don't know. I have issues with "girls clubs" "sorrorities" and the like. I am also waiting to hear back from you guys how you liked it so I can decide in the future. :)GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144861817633406042006-04-12T10:10:00.000-07:002006-04-12T10:10:00.000-07:00I don't have the acronym power to describe how har...I don't have the acronym power to describe how hard I laughed at the photo with your dad. OK, not *at* so much as *with.* Been there, done lame-preteen-sucky-face.<BR/><BR/>And gah gah gah gah gah the Writing Thing. I have a doctoral dissertation to finish. Two chapters to go. And what am I planning on doing? Modifying the topic so that it can be more about Family and Motherhood and Parental Love. It's a political philosophy dissertation. Nietzsche's in there. Gotta do a *wee* bit o' bending to line up the Nietzsche and the parenting and the what-not. Cuz they usually don't go together. But otherwise? WON'T GET WRITTEN.<BR/><BR/>Maybe I should just call it off and write Itsy Bitsy Uber-Mensch...Her Bad Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144856635197969782006-04-12T08:43:00.000-07:002006-04-12T08:43:00.000-07:00I also had a very similar pantsuit thing....I wore...I also had a very similar pantsuit thing....I wore the hell out of mine in '94...I was a pregnant teenager and it was the only oufit that helped hide the fact that I was "in a family way".....<BR/><BR/>If I lived closer I'd totally hang with ya...but its a long way from Texas....(though I will be at BlogHer this summer! You goin'?)Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09938950212654887265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144844811495034972006-04-12T05:26:00.000-07:002006-04-12T05:26:00.000-07:00This is my first time visiting and I have to admit...This is my first time visiting and I have to admit I think I had that EXACT SAME OUTFIT AND CHOKER necklace. Only I was in college...lame. Any way, my oldest daughter was a chunkomunk and didn't crawl until 11 months. Now she's 3 and there's no stopping her. Really...she wears me the hell out. :) Any way, you're one funny mama!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144828168265240182006-04-12T00:49:00.000-07:002006-04-12T00:49:00.000-07:00Oh man, my heart just went in my throat when I got...Oh man, my heart just went in my throat when I got to the part about blowing it with your mom friend. I was like, <I>me? she means me? she's pissed because I haven't called her...</I> (Because, you know, it's all about me.) <BR/><BR/>Well I can only assure you as I sit here typing to you at 1am with a 5:45 wakeup call to head back to nyc-- that you did not blow anything with me. People get busy. Especially people with little children. I'm sure your new mom friend will feel the same. <BR/><BR/>And hell, as long as you write about all things baby with such wit and wisdom, we're hear to hang on every last word.Mom101https://www.blogger.com/profile/15468524489744839899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144822470136603072006-04-11T23:14:00.000-07:002006-04-11T23:14:00.000-07:00Hey Mama! Love the "best of" sidebar. Can't wait t...Hey Mama! Love the "best of" sidebar. Can't wait to dig in. Lookin forward to our hookin up soon. We can both strap on our boys (I have the backpack too-LOVE IT!)and let Connor lead the way. He knows all the cool places to go...Chickyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06464391259920737902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144822066557708502006-04-11T23:07:00.000-07:002006-04-11T23:07:00.000-07:001993! Close!!!1993! Close!!!GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144817583348724042006-04-11T21:53:00.000-07:002006-04-11T21:53:00.000-07:00oh my gosh. That is such a funny pic! It's kinda h...oh my gosh. That is such a funny pic! It's kinda hard to date the photo though...i'm thinking 1991?<BR/><BR/>Ok, i'm off to write a post on placenta now...anything for blog trafficCristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245436504933052526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144817039703179122006-04-11T21:43:00.001-07:002006-04-11T21:43:00.001-07:00Baby names?? Baby name hog. You are good at baby ...Baby names?? Baby name hog. You are good at baby names and yet not one report of a Dorian or Kingsley to me or p-man on the baby name search.<BR/><BR/>That's it I want out of the un-group... or is that what its all about anyway?mo-wohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934156423936866994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144816995104501722006-04-11T21:43:00.000-07:002006-04-11T21:43:00.000-07:00You know I'm down for the gettin' out of the house...You know I'm down for the gettin' out of the house. I would love to hang out with other cool moms (crossing fingers that I'm cool ;-). And you know where to find me.kiwidebrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09007532228826366536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144807419420497072006-04-11T19:03:00.000-07:002006-04-11T19:03:00.000-07:00Am I the closest one... in frick'n Utah? Sorry, I...Am I the closest one... in frick'n Utah? Sorry, I can't make the 12 hour drive with the kiddo, as much as I really want to!<BR/><BR/>I just read your plecenta blog and the hilarious comments! I HAVE NEVER HEARD OF THIS! Retaining a placenta? And that's only the beginning of the gore... WOW! God bless those that benefit from this. I am just astounded that a baby can grow from milk that comes outta me...Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950880083795695746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144805810013288592006-04-11T18:36:00.000-07:002006-04-11T18:36:00.000-07:00Even though LA sounds far more exciting than Colum...Even though LA sounds far more exciting than Columbus, OH, I'm stuck here for now, sorry. <BR/><BR/>I can't even find people around here to talk mom & baby stuff with, so I'm totally frustrated. Can't talk adult talk, and can't talk about my kid without eyes glazing over. Hrumph.Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07345875955750219033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144792697024496392006-04-11T14:58:00.000-07:002006-04-11T14:58:00.000-07:00Ha! Ooooooooooh! You ARE beating me. THAT is incen...Ha! Ooooooooooh! You ARE beating me. THAT is incentive for me to sit down and write. NOW!GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144792038869746522006-04-11T14:47:00.000-07:002006-04-11T14:47:00.000-07:00If I lived in sunny LA I would totally join your u...If I lived in sunny LA I would totally join your un-group group. Wanna move to Boston?<BR/><BR/>What's that? Is that you laughing hysterically back in LA?<BR/><BR/>You know, your Write On post inspired my to get writing and start working on getting The Great American Novel down on paper.<BR/><BR/>But then I start thinking about blogging about my baby.<BR/><BR/>Still I have FOUR pages down. Beat ya!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144791299294676632006-04-11T14:34:00.000-07:002006-04-11T14:34:00.000-07:00poop. me too, godddaaammnit!poop. me too, godddaaammnit!GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144788599769126072006-04-11T13:49:00.000-07:002006-04-11T13:49:00.000-07:00I'm sorry, I don't think I'm understanding you. T...I'm sorry, I don't think I'm understanding you. There are other things to talk about besides diapers and sippy cups and nap schedules? Seriously? Are you saying we all had lives <I>before</I> kids?! I had forgotten. <BR/><BR/>Sorry, wish I could help you but when I try to have an adult conversation it comes out like "gaaahhhfaaannnnnoooooooootttthhhppptttt."Chicky Chicky Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18056206889322232109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144786007302897492006-04-11T13:06:00.000-07:002006-04-11T13:06:00.000-07:00LOVE the picture of you and your dad. I also feel ...LOVE the picture of you and your dad. <BR/><BR/>I also feel you on the parenting&babies-taking-over-your-whole-brain. But I'm not trying to write anything, just have the occassional adult conversation. But somehow, whenever some nice, childless person asks me how I am or what I've been up to, I can hardly manage to stutter out a coherent sentence.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144781237801496392006-04-11T11:47:00.000-07:002006-04-11T11:47:00.000-07:00On the when you gonna crawl business- my boy was a...On the when you gonna crawl business- my boy was almost 11 months when he started and we too did the lay him on his belly thing and he would also just scream and flip over. He's 14 mos now and won't walk. I feel your pain. I just want him to do it so I know he's developing normally and every day that he doesnt winds up my anxiety just a teensy bit more, but my advice to you and to me, is be patient. They won't do it till they are ready. Stubborn little bastards.<BR/>The Placenta thing? Seriously yuck.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-1144779130536544012006-04-11T11:12:00.000-07:002006-04-11T11:12:00.000-07:00I quit writing songs after all my angst was gone -...I quit writing songs after all my angst was gone - what the hell do I write about. Thank god my huz has his bad moments - otherwise I think all I'd be able to do was slap pics of peaches and cream up.<BR/><BR/>Wish I could hang wicha in ellay. Alas, the only LA I'm near is Louisiana... BASTARDS!<BR/><BR/>PS your post inspired my placenta pizza recipe (the one I posted on PEOPLE - not the one I USED...)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com