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BlogHer ’10 is coming to NYC this summer and some of the Mouthy Housewives (together with Aunt Becky!) have put together a proposal for a room, called Dear Abby 2.0: Giving Advice in the Blogosphere. We will tell you everything you need to know about creating a successful internet advice site, all while eating bon bons and swilling vodka. It’ll be a lot of laughs, and a fun discussion for sure.
Please help us bring this session to BlogHer! Whether you plan to be there or not, you can vote by going here, logging on to BlogHer and then clicking “I would attend this session” (it’s just above the title: Dear Abby 2.0). After you click it it will miraculously say, “I would not attend this session.” This means that your vote for the session has been successfully registered. Thank you!
And don’t miss Mouthy Housewife Wendi’s review of glasses. Find the perfect glasses for your favorite cocktail! What? Oh, different kind of glasses? Terrific! Please check it out!
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I Heard You the First 978 Times
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I’m Thinking Of Getting My Kid Her Own Apartment. Problem Is She’s 10.
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How About Our House? Yes, That Would Be “Again”
Dear Mouthy Housewives,
My son’s best friend lives in a very unsafe neighborhood, and although the kid and his family are great, I don’t feel comfortable having my son visit their house. I try to schedule as many playdates as possible at our house, but it’s becoming obvious. Do I come clean or suck it up?
Signed,
Scaredy Cat
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Dear Scaredy Cat:
Well, for starters it depends on your definition of a bad neighborhood. In my city, if the parents live on a block where the nicest car is a Jetta and the neighbors do things like work full-time and send their kids to public school, then you’re right, it is a bad neighborhood.
That’s why I always tell people I live in a certain area when, in fact, I happen to just live near it. The only difference is their homes are a few hundredthousandish square feet larger than mine, and they have maybe, three…four…, okay six extra zeros in their paystubs.
Other than that, you could never tell us apart.
I’ll admit it would be traumatic for “certain” children and their families to come over to my home, knowing that their little ones are “confined” to 1,700 square feet of playing space for two hours. I know it would be nervewracking for the parents, sitting at home, waiting and wondering if their little ones will survive when I tell them, “No, we don’t have a Wii yet. Sorry.” I get it. But would I think they felt it was “dangerous”? No, I don’t think so.
However, if we’re talking about a neighborhood where even the people who reside there fear for their lives, that is another story. It’s a very sensitive topic to be sure, because although you want to protect your kid, you don’t want to insult his friend’s family because they can’t afford to live in a safe area. However, the bottom line is, your kid’s safety comes first. I guess I’ve always been of the ilk that honesty, sprinkled with a little white lie here and there so as not to offend someone, is the best policy. Although if I’ve tried the “sprinkle white lie” policy and the other person doesn’t want to see me or my kid again, well, then so be it. Sure, I’ll be sad, but policy “b” is where I accept it and hopefully my kid will understand that what happened, happened only because I wanted to keep her safe.
Love,
Jessica TMH
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It’s Possible, Unlikely, But Possible
Happy New Year everybody!!
The Mouthy Housewives got together and after we’d sobered up, realized perhaps some changes might be beneficial. So, as our last post of the year, each one of us has put together a list of New Years resolutions that we have every intention of committing to until it just becomes too burdensome. Or Valentine’s Day, whichever comes first.
Marinka:
1. I resolve to find a way to get the dishes to jump into the dishwasher on their own. It’s easier than asking the kids to load it.
2. I resolve to petition the FDA to classify gin as a spice. Or as a health supplement.
Jessica:
1. I resolve to actually take a full quarter of the amount of time to eat my food as I did to ORDER it.
2. I resolve to never offer a date green M&M’s, then tell him I only did it because at recess, my friends said it will make him horny, and then wonder why he never calls me again.
Wendi:
1. I resolve to Swiffer naked at least once a month. You know, just to make it even more enjoyable.
2. I resolve to be nicer to all of the other mothers in my neighborhood. Except for Jeanne. She knows what she did, that spray-tanned tramp.
Heather:
1. I resolve to convert to green cleaning products so when I make the kids do all the cleaning, I don’t have to worry about nasty chemicals.
2. I resolve to invent a fat-free, organic bon bon. I’ll need something to snack on while I’m sitting on the couch watching the kids clean the house.
Kelcey:
1. I resolve to somehow accept that the characters on “Gossip Girl” are not my actual friends and, in fact, are 20 years younger than me.
2. I resolve to stop eating three dinners at night: one with the kids, one when my husband gets home, and one late night because the “Chelsea Lately” show is so much more entertaining with a cheese burrito.
Thanks again to all of you who take the time out of your day to come and visit us. Let this be a healthy and prosperous new year for all. And if for any reason you should have a problem in the new year, you know who to call.
Love,
The MouthyHousewives
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