Event! Simplified cause it’s been a crap month anyway…

18 May

Remember this?

I don’t have many entries, and I haven’t been wanting to argue for them this month.

So…I’m making it easy. Leave a comment on this post, and I’ll draw the winner from there. If you already linked your entry to the other post, you’re automatically entered.

I’d still like it if the comment detailed a less than perfect moment in your life. Cause I like to be amused and stuff. 🙂

The draw is for You’re not the boss of me! Adventures of a modern Mom.

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So come on….I KNOW you can leave a comment……

 

ETA: I’ll accept comments on this until May 29, midnight, AST. I’ll draw May 30.:)

23 Responses to “Event! Simplified cause it’s been a crap month anyway…”

  1. bromac May 18, 2007 at 12:31 pm #

    A less than perfect moment in your life, in general–or a less than perfect moment in your mommy life?

    Life in general: walking, diagonally, across and entire sports bar with an eight foot train of toilet paper coming out my skirt, which was tucked into my panties with the toilet paper.

    Mommy life: the first time I took my daughter out in public i didn’t know how to nurse her. I had been a mommy for approximately 2 weeks, nursing her in the same position, with the same pillow, on the same couch every time. I had to ask a stranger to help me hold the baby and figure it out–i asked a STRANGER to help me breastfeed~!!!!!

  2. Jennnifer May 18, 2007 at 12:37 pm #

    I’ll play.

    I had been thinking about submitting something here anyway, but lost time.

    The Stupidist thing I have ever done was start a message board for hormonal just had babies moms.

    It was a fucking roller coaster. I got too controlling and micromanaged. I didn’t allow other moms in who were known drama hounds. I participated in bashing and trashing of other moms. Over time, I developed a lot of guilt with how I acted. One day, I guess they sensed blood in the water, and when I was still weak from surgery and the death of a loved one, they turned on me like a pack of bloodthirsty hounds.

    I will never understand what possessed me to be part of that for any period of time. I will never understand the mentality of women, who feel the need to tear each other down instead of supporting them. I was drunk with popularity (which now I just see that they were being nice to me because I provided the space).

    On one hand I am ashamed I was part of that, but on the other I miss many of those women, they don’t miss me though.

    This is why I like to blog. If people don’t like me, they don’t have to read me.

    By leaving that community in

  3. thordora May 18, 2007 at 2:05 pm #

    you got cut of Jenn…

    bromac-I needed the laugh! 🙂

  4. ann adams May 18, 2007 at 3:23 pm #

    Hi. I didn’t understand the question. Means I should go take a nap and read it again.

  5. Jennnifer May 18, 2007 at 4:20 pm #

    Meh. I can’t remember what the rest said. LOL!

    I’d have to say that that experience shaped who I am today. I am stronger, I will not let myself be manipulated by those shiny, happy, gymbo moms who measure their value by their “collections”, perfect children and pedigree.

  6. mamaloo, the doula May 18, 2007 at 5:06 pm #

    A less than perfect moment? Oh, that’s too easy. Very few moments in my life can ever hope to be even a shade of perfect!

    How about last night when I asked my husband to come to bed with me. He turned out the lights but left the tv on a sports channel (our bedroom is right off the livingroom). I went out and turned the tv off and made a few not-nice remarks. “I was going to watch that!” “No, you weren’t, you were going to go to bed because it is midnight and youhave to work in the morning and before you go to bed, you are going to massage my feet.”

    Everyone knows I’m 32 weeks pregnant, right? And that I’m in pain a lot of the time now? That sort of explains why I was so demanding. Yeah, that and the fact that sometimes I’m just a bitch.

    I get into bed and my husband makes no move to do anything remotely nice for me, despite the fact that I’m almost always in pain now, I have trouble sitting upright without pain shooting down my thighs, I have trouble walking more than 20 feet without being in pain and the whole getting in and out of cars, rolling in bed, standing up, going to the bathroom, all of these cause me horrid pelvic pain.

    So, I just get bitchier and so does my husband until eventually I start yelling at him to get off “my” bed and go to sleep on “his” couch, not “my” couch and not to bother turning the damned TV on, either.

    Yeah, not one of my shining moments.

  7. thordora May 18, 2007 at 5:34 pm #

    Pregnancy is wonderful isn’t it. That was my ENTIRE second pregnancy, not just third trimester, if it makes you feel any better.

  8. allyo May 19, 2007 at 10:27 am #

    I had a most embarrasing moment, but couldn’t think of a stupidest. Maybe I’ve blocked them all out?

    Anyway, most embarrassing moment of my life. I was a senior in high school and in the midst of having sex with my boyfriend when his mom came home. Fast forward to her opening the closet door and finding me standing there…topless.

  9. Not-so-pregnant May 19, 2007 at 10:27 am #

    I can leave a comment! I rock at comment-leaving and I would enjoy reading a new book about motherhood.

  10. Not-so-pregnant May 19, 2007 at 10:45 am #

    Shit…sorry, apparently I don’t read instructions well. I’m like some of the other commenters, I’ve had so many “not so perfect” moments in my life that I’m not sure I can distill it down to one memory.

    But, in the effort to amuse you, I’ll tell you about 7th grade gym class. I went to junior high school, which was from 7-9th grade. In my first semester at the new school, I had gym class right before math class. Our teacher forced us to shower in a large mass of naked, prepubscent awkwardness that resulted in many of us hating our bodies for long periods of time. Group showering is just cruel.

    I thought I would avoid the embarassment by trying to be the first girl in and out of the showers. One day, I went literally running into the showers, fell naked, and split open my chin. I had to have 7 stitches and my teacher announced to the entire school what had happened and used it as a “teaching moment” to illustrate the danger of running in the shower. I was humiliated.

  11. Nat May 19, 2007 at 1:01 pm #

    Done and done! DEFINITELY less than perfect moment! lol

    http://neastwood.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!419C96F45030BED7!8384.entry

    Enjoy!

  12. thordora May 19, 2007 at 1:09 pm #

    These are almost as good as the time I was on a swing topless (don’t ask-I did have one of those “could be a bikini top” bra’s on though) and my boobs flopped out. In front of a bunch of old men…

  13. Magdalena May 20, 2007 at 10:48 am #

    Okay. I am doing this later.

  14. Caitlin May 20, 2007 at 11:37 am #

    A less than perfect moment.. Well, I played tennis in high school. We were at the first day of regionals, and my match was going well enough the local news channel was recording it. The camera guy was behind me and it was a windy day.

    I was in an awkward position getting a low ball when a sudden gust of wind flipped my tennis skirt up. Now, tennis bloomers have pockets for the extra balls and I was serving, so I had three in those pockets. Of course that was the shot that got shown on the high school sports reports both where the regionals were being held, and the news channels that broadcast to my hometown.

    I had to endure jokes about the size, and odd shape and placement of “my balls” for the next month or so until something more interesting happened to take its place.

  15. misspudding May 20, 2007 at 1:06 pm #

    I had just started my job here and was pretty wet behind the ears. After three weeks of training, I was thrown onto a job that would normally take a couple of months and ended up lasting seven. It was on a construction job that was really high profile (a big, local university).

    After about two months on the job, I wanted to quit. I was the only woman on a construction job of, easily, 200 guys (including one transgendered girl-turned-guy who ended up being a really good friend on the job…but that was a good moment, I digress…). The guys had simultaneously been pushing me around and hitting on me for two months, my boss at the time was an evil micromanager who called me three times a day for, like, an hour at a time. Finally, I’d had enough and had a screaming match with one of the foremen who was cross-contaminating the hell out of a shitload of soil. A few days later, it rained a hell of a lot and turned the excavation into soup (I came home each day covered in mud). Then I got a really bad cold but still had to go to work in the cold and rain. And finally, the piece de resistance, I fell into a 60 foot drilled open hole (about 4 feet in diameter), and the only thing that saved my life was the fact that my leg hit the corner of the 1-foot square piling that was cemented in the hole. That hurt like a bitch but I lived.

    I still came to work the next day. I’m still angry about it. 🙂

  16. Goddess in the Groove May 22, 2007 at 3:15 am #

    Greetings Thordora!

    You are first on my list.

    Tag, you’re it. Details at https://vomitcomit.wordpress.com/

  17. Goddess in the Groove May 22, 2007 at 3:17 am #

    Well, there. That is what I get for coming here early in the morning with my bottle of wine…

    so, second try:

    Tag, you’re it. Details on MY blog at
    http://goddessinthegroove.blogspot.com/

    yipee!

  18. thordora May 23, 2007 at 3:25 pm #

    Missy, that’s the job from hell dude…

  19. misspudding May 24, 2007 at 1:00 am #

    Well, Thordora, it was at the time. Now, it’s all right. The pay is a lot better now, too. 🙂

  20. weedragon May 24, 2007 at 1:14 am #

    My less than brilliant moment lasted more like a week when I started my new job and misread my employee number. I clocked in every day for the first week using the wrong number and I didn’t figure it out until I went to get my paycheck and no one could figure out why I hadn’t got one. Great way to make a good impression, huh? 🙂

  21. peppylady May 28, 2007 at 12:20 pm #

    ok I like to enter drawings for free things.

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