Archive for July, 2006

Baby Mama Drama

Monday, July 31st, 2006

When my kitties do it, they typically tussle around the living room. When Blogher’s get together, the cat fights happen online.
And the proverbial fur is a-flyin’ my friends.
It was the post that sparked a thousand “oh shits.” Last weekend, even before the festivities had officially kicked off, Blogher was buzzing. Someone had done the naughty, [...]

Pish Posh

Friday, July 28th, 2006

When I was a little girl, my dad always told me I could be anything I wanted to be. And I really believed this.
So when I decided at age 9—after reading tons of A.A. Milne and Joan Aiken— to become a writer, it didn’t seem unfathomable that 14 years later that’s exactly what I’d do—make [...]

Not In Kansas Anymore

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

And now an impotent message from your mistress:
On my way back from LA, I made a little pit stop in the Lone Star state.
It occurred to me whilst driving through downtown Houston, it’s amazing that Bob Dole had to take his search for an effective solution to erectile dysfunction nationwide.
(You’ll all remember Senator Dole as [...]

This Ain’t No Disco. This Ain’t No Country Club Either. This is LA

Sunday, July 23rd, 2006

You’ve heard the wacky rumors, now it’s time for the truth.
Yes, dear hannihaus readers, LA did indeed steal my soul. But I made some quick negotiations with a man in a speedo (AKA Rockstar Brother) and he brought me to the airport.
And now—like Paris Hilton’s herpes outbreak—I’m back! (Feel free to get giddy everyone.)
LA, if [...]

So, Today I’ll be Rocking the Lady Speed Stick

Tuesday, July 11th, 2006

Kiss My Face olive oil soap (fragrance free, allergen free): $2.00
Crystal fresh deodorant (made from salt, without harmful perfumes and metals): $5.00
Brazenly accusing the hubs of being seriously stinky in the body odor dept: Free
Realizing—post pit sniff, (both his and hers)—it’s you who stinks … it’s you who smells like the dirty hippy you are: [...]

Breakfast in Bed

Thursday, July 6th, 2006

Some of you probably woke up to the sound of music playing on your alarm clock radio. Still others opened your eyes wide to the happy noise of chirping birds or a sloppy lover’s kiss.
I, on the other hand, was shaken from my slumber by a loud, HORK! HOOOOOOORK!
It seems my darling children, the kittinks, [...]