It was supposed to be a footloose, fun and fancy-free girl’s weekend on the beach. We’d been planning our getaway for almost six months. Because when you’re a mom, these things take time to organize.
It was supposed to be. It was not. Continue reading
I told you yesterday that GrammaJ and AuntJ will be running this fall’s Disneyland Half Marathon with me. (I did that mostly to publicly peer pressure them into *actually* signing up.)
I plan to complete the Dumbo Double Dare, which per the website:
If you think that a half marathon is just a walk in the park, put your endurance to the test and compete in the all-new Dumbo Double Dare! A 19.3-mile adventure held over two days, participants will run the Disneyland® 10K on Saturday, followed by the Disneyland® Half Marathon on Sunday. If you finish both races within the pacing requirements, you will be awarded the all-new Dumbo Double Dare medal in addition to your Half Marathon and 10K finisher medals.
Yes folks, we went to Disneyland. HONEY! I’M HOME! With the exception of that rather unfortunate second birthday party appearance of “Mickey Mouse” I’ve always been a Disney girl. To me – it’s the happiest place on earth.
Although I would like to take this moment to clarify. Disneyland is a theme park. Not an amusement park. It is meant for the ethereal experience, not cheap thrill rides that go upside down and make you feel sick to your stomach. Continue reading
I write a monthly column over at AlliOSNews. It’s a techie site – extolling all the goodies and gunpowder on the Apple OS. (SHINY TOY!) I’m TechMom. And these are my stories on how technology is really used. Turns out, what happens in Vegas is now subject to whatever technology its posted on.
(I’m well aware it’s Wednesday. If you want TechMom Tuesday on Tuesdays, head on over to AlliOSNews for all things Apple. TechMom Tuesday is typically published the first Tuesday of every month; this month there are more because we went to Vegas and it amused me. I reserve the right to rant more or less as the technical goings-on, well…go on. The Disneyland portion of our trip shall be shared later this week.) Continue reading
Photo by Bob Townsend
Two weeks into the new year and we decided we needed a vacation. So we packed up the MomMobile and headed down to SoCal for a visit with my parents (who are apparently trying to recoup the costs of every vacation they take via the amount of tiny shampoos they return with – seriously, there are enough to last the muppets through college).
Vegas baby, VEGAS! It’ll be so money. Continue reading
#BlogHer12 was trending nationally on Twitter and it may have seemed like the entire Internet was at the world’s largest blogging conference. So who were all of these women who were able to drop everything and fly across the country (after finding time to pack) for a BLOGGING conference? (I mean, come on – it’s blogging.)
5,000 women descended upon the New York Hilton for the grand carnival of discussing the craft of spewing ones thoughts into the digital ether. Continue reading
This is not what a trip to the beach looks like with twin toddlers.
In a family vacation nutty enough to require two posts (and also because I’m condensing the whole week into these posts), the saga continues. We arrived at Uncle Paul’s house. He lives on the beach. Not kidding.
Yeah. I could live here.
Grab your towels and hang on tight folks.
The muppets and I headed south for a last minute vacation to my childhood home. (Ideally for some relaxation – for mommy anyway, since Search would undoubtedly deposit himself in GrammaJ’s lap for the duration and Destroy would…well destroy things.)
It’s in the mid-90s weather wise. My brother lives on the beach. I put these two nuggets of wisdom together and thought, “You know what seems like a good idea?! Let’s take the boys on their very first beach trip.” Continue reading
There was a blue mustang convertible parked in front of my house on Friday morning. And I was headed to wine country.
There is truly something to be said for flying down the highway under the hot summer sun. Mustang convertible, top down, 85 degrees outside and Foo Fighters Everlong playing on the radio. It kind of feels like freedom and fun. Continue reading
