Wyndsong Writes

Posts Tagged ‘Mommy’

I found this great site called The Sister Project which is dedicated to all things sisterly, be it actual blood sisters, friend sisters, or any other kind of sisters you can think of.   Well, one of the blogs is written by Marion Roach who teaches a class on writing your own memoir called “Writing What You Know“.  But on The Sister Project she is giving tips, tricks and prompts to help write your story about you and your sisterhood, whatever that is.

Sisters and Brother

Read the rest of this entry »

insane!  Truly this is one of the hardest diets.  I’m definitly a Carbaholic, bread, pasta, potatoes… oh my!

But, on the plus side I have been exercising and feeling really good.  I even lost 5 pounds!  And it’s only been 9 days!  Of course I may have totally blown that by eating a Steakhouse Burger and a large order of french fries from Burger King.  OOOPS!!

My carb withdrawl was just too much for me to handle any longer.  I know, horrible!  But, well they say that you should have at least one cheat day a week, well this was my cheat day!  I think that will end up making things a little easier for me too, having one day to look forward to some good, yummy, carbolicious carby goodness!  yummmmy!  LOL!

I was totally insanely craving carbs, I just had to have some bread and potatoes.   What have you craved during a diet that you just HAD to have while on your diet?  Let me know, let’s commiserate together.

A mother is driving her little girl to her friend’s house for a play date.

‘Mommy,’ the little girl asks, ‘how old are you?’

‘Honey, you are not supposed to ask a lady her age,’ the mother replied.
‘It’s not polite.’

‘OK’, the little girl says, ‘How much do you weigh?’

‘Now really,’ the mother says, ‘those are personal questions and are really none of your business.’

Undaunted, the little girl asks, ‘Why did you and Daddy get a divorce?’

‘That’s enough questions, young lady! Honestly!’ The exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin to play.

‘My Mom won’t tell me anything about her,’ the little girl says to her friend.

‘Well,’ says the friend, ‘all you need to do is look at her driver’s license. It’s like a report card, it has everything on it.’

Later that night the little girl says to her mother, ‘I know how old you are. You are 32.’

The mother is surprised and asks, ‘How did you find that out?

‘I also know that you weigh 130 pounds.’

The mother is past surprised and shocked now.

‘How in Heaven’s name did you find that out?’

‘And,’ the little girl says triumphantly,’I know why you and daddy got a divorce.’

‘Oh really?’ the mother asks. ‘Why?’

‘Because you got an F in sex.’