No Make Up Friday

More. Snow.

Late for Daycare Pick Up Face

Dinner of Champions

Hair clips, courtesy of Z2

Who told me I needed more pretty.

Photo bomber

Crazy Eye

I don't know

Riding the Toys R Us wheel of doom.

Cowlick

Z2 Morning Snuggles

Fat Tuesday

Parenting Workshop

Titled "Parenting with Love and Limits." Note eyes of terror.

Red Line

Tiny Dancer

After seven months of refusing to participate, we finally have separation.

Drinks With The Birthday Boy

Alarm Clock

The Kids' View

Silly selfie

Meh Monday

Nap, nappy, nap nap

Mama Used To Be A Princess

Z2 discovers our wedding album.

Color day

SUN

The Office Lighting You Install When You Hate Women

Fuck Snow Face

Hancock Building

Maine Coast

Morning: dance class, Afternoon: kid free

Valentines

Snow. Again.

Snooze alarm

Back to the mines

Mirrored ceilings in the elevator?

Sunday buddy

Sledding buddy

True Love

You really need to love something to be willing to subject yourself to the degradation of a spandex unitard and swim cap. Note the goggle marks.

With my 2013 Resolutions

In the background. I suppose these work for 2014 too.

1.Avoid the lesser rappers

2. No yelling

3. Be grateful

4. Be gracious

5. Be present

6. Stop fucking swearing 

Snow day.

Morning commute

Explanations. Or What isThe #365feministselfie project?

Viva La Feminista explains

AllParenting

"The point of feminist selfies are to show — and see — real women. Arreola [voice of Viva La Feminista]explains, "The photos are about the real you. They aren't supposed to be the glam-you (although those are welcomed). The foundation of this challenge [is to] conquer [the] fear of seeing yourself every.single.day. We might look at ourselves to put our contacts in, even makeup on, but taking a selfie and posting it means really looking at yourself. And hopefully at the end (or much sooner!) you will find it less painful and more enjoyable. I don't want to turn us into Paris Hiltons, but rather individuals who don't cringe when we need to take a photo."

 A dude's take

Guessing we'll see a lot more debate.

Live the dream, kids

Sunday funday

Ballerina

Z2 doesn't understand that sometimes Mommy just wants to phone it in.

Fish out of water

Hopefully this is the worst I ever look.

Rear view mirror

Late for work face

Zygote also calls this 'work face' 

Day 3: polar vortex

Back to the grind

Day 1: Frazzled/bad lights

#365feministselfie

Coming soon to a blog near you.

This Is What A Relationship Looks Like: Fat Lard Part Deux Edition

Aaaand, we're back!

YG: Come over here. Let me see that dress.
JM: Yes?
YG: That's what I thought. There's a weird fold here. It makes it look like you have a pot belly.
JM: [blank stare]
YG: I mean, your body is so much nicer than that dress makes you look.
 JM: It's new.
YG: You like me to be honest about your wardrobe. I'm just saying that you should wear one of your other...nicer, dresses.
JM: So, you're saying I'm fat?
 YG: Exactly.
JM: You say, "that's not a flattering dress." I hear, "BONER KILLER." 
YG: It's the dress, not you.
 JM: BONER KILLER.

 About 45 minutes later. JM is standing in the mirror adjusting the belt on the fat dress.

 JM: But, what if I wear the belt this way?
YG: [blank stare]
JM: I mean, as a casual dress, it's comfortable.
 YG: Please don't perseverate.
 JM: Did you just use a Scrabble word?
 YG: Yes.
JM: So you're saying I'm fat and dumb? Nice.

  per·sev·er·ate/pərˈsevəˌrāt/ Verb: Repeat or prolong an action, thought, or utterance after the stimulus that prompted it has ceased.

Alive

Two posts in 2012? Time to schedule an intervention. Back in business shortly.

One Year Ago, Three Years Ago

A year ago this happened. This years ago this happened. They keep me busy.