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Wednesday, February 24, 2010 Me, Me, Me

I’m here in Provo to film a talk show with BYUTV that will air in the fall. I came in a night early so I wouldn’t be walking right from the plane with all its dry air, water-retentionyness, and general travel scum to the studio. Instead, I will be going from my hotel room with all its dry air, water-retentionyness, and general lack of body lotion to the studio. Seriously, no lotion. I am using my precious facial cream on my hands and feet, and the rest of my body can go to hell.

Plus? I got up from a post-breakfast nap and wandered to the slider in my undies (not Mormon undies, more on FB and Twitter about that, actually, more than you need to know, just your run of the mill Catholic school girl undies), pulled back to drapes and there was SNOW on the porch, snow covering the ground, and a river running through the trees behind my room.

Did I bring boots? No.

Did I bring socks? No. You know I never wear socks or nylons.

Am I still going out? Yes! Bridal Falls is four miles away? What was I thinking? I was going to eat the candy bar and microwave popcorn in my hotel gift basket and watch a complimentary movie, but that would mean… say it with me…more dry skin and water retentioyness. So I’m going.

And I’m going like the Irish Catholic school girl I was raised to be: barely prepared and with wet hair. I was never patient enough to dry it all the way and loved the way icicles formed at the back.

At least I’m not wearing post earrings. I did learn something growing up in Chicago..

Wednesday, February 24, 2010 Family, Momversation

Dating is a precarious enterprise.  You might meet a man, date him for three blissed-filled months, and then the bloom falls off the rose… and the man is out of your life.  It’s difficult enough for an adult to handle the ups and downs of relationships, but for kids, meeting the boyfriend too soon can create huge problems.  Suddenly, their new best friend (and potential father figure) Bill is never seen again.  Or maybe John seemed wonderful until he was a jerk to your teenage son… and what child needs a jerk in his life?  So how do you know when it’s the right time for your boyfriend and your children to meet?  Mindy Roberts of The Mommy Blog asks our panelists and guest Maria Young of Immoral Matriarch, “When do you let your kids meet your new man?

How do you introduce your kids to your new significant other?  When is the right time?  And do you have any horror stories?  Join the Momversation by commenting on the episode.

Saturday, February 20, 2010 QOTD

My Guy before coffee: “I’m a defenseless little kitten.”

Friday, February 19, 2010 QOTD

“Mom, what is all that black under your eye, and those lines?”

“Oh, maybe it’s makeup.” I wiped my eyes. “Better?”

“Not really.”

Then I remembered I haven’t worn makeup in about three days.

Btw, when I told him that the lines were wrinkles, he patted my arm and said, “Mama, you’re too young to have wrinkles.”

I said, “Does it help that they are laugh lines? Those are the good kind, right? RIGHT?”