I’m All Over the Isle of Man

I’m all over The Isle of Man today.

Not the place, the blog.

Yes, Kevin Haggerty, a fabulous new-ish blogger out of Virginia, interviewed me. It’s worth a trip over to his blog to read his questions, which had me laughing so much I spit tea onto my keyboard. I also guarantee that you’ll learn something new about me that you never actually wanted to know.

If you’re still not convinced to get the click over there, there’s some lovely IYKWIMisms for those who play with me.

Go read it (click the image above), then subscribe to Kevin Haggerty’s blog and follow him on Twitter. He’s a dad-to-be, he’s hilarious, and he teaches middle school English. What’s not to like?

See you in the comments.

For Those Who Need a Laugh on Valentine’s Day

I’m anti-gush, which makes the saccarine overtones of Valentine’s Day hard for me to stomach.

But last Thursday, I got my hair chopped so I’d look slightly more like my avatar. I saw this sign outside my salon.

Just the Ewok Once-Over, Please

Last Thursday was also the day my humor column appeared in The Calgary Herald. It’s not sappy. Promise.

The Sharp End of Cupid’s Arrow

The column begins:

Cupid needs an update, a 21st-century makeover courtesy of an exhausted mother. Instead of a bow and arrow, I’d equip him with a semi-automatic weapon…

Click the red link above to read the rest.

I hope you can find something to laugh at today. Or someone. I’m okay if I’m that someone.

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In the anti-gush spirit of this day,
what’s your worst (or most hilarious) Valentine’s Day story?
Alternatively, would you go for a Wookie wax?

Phrases That Make Every Mother Duck for Cover, Pause, or Drink

Last week, I overheard a few phrases from my twins that made me duck for cover,  pause, or drink.

One of these phrases was uttered by William. In a stage whisper, he asked his twin sister, “What’s something I can slingshot?” I closed my laptop and ducked.

Last Wednesday, I blogged about another phrase I overheard. In reference to me, Vivian bragged to William, “Well that got rid of her.” I paused my Words with Friends game momentarily.

Two days later, I wrote about a question I overheard while making lunches. William asked his dad, “Can we eat Jello like puppy dogs again?” I looked for Baileys in the pantry.

I’m almost afraid of what this week will bring, so I’m asking you to help prepare me.

What are some phrases that we parents should be afraid of overhearing from our children? What phrases indicate that we should raise the white flag and head to the whiter sanatorium?

 The comments are yours…