Foul Mouth At Work

I had a dream last night that I was in a room with Bill Clinton, and I asked him if he wanted to have a liaison (although in the dream, I said it in a more crude manner). He turned me down! Instead of thinking he had learned his lesson, reinvested in his marriage, and didn’t want to embarrass his wife anymore, I thought, “Oh God, I must really look like hell. I have really let myself look bad if Bill Clinton won’t hit this!”

Sometimes we can see the changes this motherhood thing makes in you, and so many other times, they slowly creep up on you. It even affects how I am at work, hence the need for this vlog about foul language at work.

Don’t Hug Me

Fresh on the heels of a working mom being the first ever woman on a Republican presidential ticket, here is a workingwoman issue. Being touched at work. I don’t mean in a sexual harassment kind of way. This isn’t the kind of touching that’s going to bring a lawsuit or make anyone cry. But, how do you feel with touchy feely co-workers? Maybe it’s a California thing…

Mommy Gossip

Moms rarely every gossip about clothes or anything men see as the sport of gals. It’s worse – we are judging your parenting. The mommy judge brain is always sizing up the children and their parents, especially those that moms who never come to their kid’s classes or extra curricular activities.

Look, sometimes those classes are dull, but I really like seeing how Vivien grows and develops. And since I put her in dance class, I think I have to make an equal commitment to it. Unless of course I am staying home to make mad, passionate love to my husband. Huh, psych!