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Let's Panic: The Book!

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How to Endure and Possibly Triumph Over the Adorable Tyrant
who Will Ruin Your Body, Destroy Your Life, Liquefy Your Brain,
and Finally Turn You
into a Worthwhile
Human Being.

Written by Alice Bradley and Eden Kennedy

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At LET'S PANIC ABOUT BABIES, Eden Kennedy and I share our hard-won wisdom and tell you exactly what to think and feel and do, whether you're about to have a baby or already did and don't know what to do with it. → 

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Bloginated for a Nommie.

It appears that I am a finalist in the 2006 Bloggies for Best Writing of a Weblog. I am honored and thrilled to be in such excellent company.

If you’re coming here from the awards site, you’re probably all, “What the hell is a Finslippy and why should I care?” Well, I’m not sure I like your attitude, new reader. And I see you giving me that look.

Wait, let’s start again. Hello! I’ve never explained what Finslippy means, nor do I intend to. I am an enigma. (Also it’s not an interesting story.) I encourage you to look at my About page, where everything else is made clear.

Above and beyond the Bloggies, many exciting things are happening all of a sudden, and the end result is that I am fighting an unremitting need to throw up. But in a good way!

More later.

EDITED TO ADD: I see now that using "exciting" and "throwing up" in the same sentence has led many to the conclusion that I'm pregnant. This isn't the case. However, I know from past experience that you probably still think I'm pregnant. People! If I had been pregnant all the times you thought I was we would have infants stacked up like firewood around here...

Reader Comments (69)

Okay, so if one did have "infants stacked up like firewood around here," what would one call the bundles? Could one say, "Honey, it's diaper time. Would you be so kind as to bring me a cord of infants?" Or is there another term for that?Just wondering. (Congrats on the nomination, btw.)
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAmy P.

(Ha! I am funny and annoying.)
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAmalah
Congratulations on your nomination!
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterBusy Mom
Congratulations! And yoohoo, Internets? Alice is not pregnant, but I am! Not quite as exciting I am sure, but true.
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterImperfect Mommy
High fives! High fives all around!
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered Commentersupa
Well deserved - congratulations!
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterIvy Dillinger
Did you sell a book? (Notice that that's what I think instead of "pregnant"--maybe that is how I ended up with three kids?)
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMFA Mama
I"m excited to hear the real news. So early congratulations, whatever it is. And to Imperfecct Mommy, who *is* pregnant.
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterKrisco
Okay, is it just *coincidence* that Heather's last two posts were ALSO about exciting-but-non-pregnant "news"? Has anyone else noticed this? I know I know I know- you're going into business together!! Um. Selling cool T-shirts.

Okay maybe not.
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterNEB
Oh, NEB just wrote the same thing I was going to write. Are you two going to sell sex toys or something? Are you trading kids? WHAT IS IT???? I hate waiting. Hmph.
January 25, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMichele
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterBuffy
Wow! Nominated AND pregnant! Congratulations!!!
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterHootie McBoob
So, Amsterdam induces vomiting?
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterFlippyO
Well, you know, all that herring.
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered Commenteralice
Luckily Amsterdam has some stuff that the herring sensitive swear by.
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterFlippyO
Aw man, the term "herring impaired" came to me twenty minutes too late.
January 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterFlippyO
haha! I'm voting for you...because you're BRILLIANT! :D -k xxxx
January 29, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterK
The Southern version of the expression is, for some reason, "stacked up like cordwood." Trivia for you.
January 30, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterBelinda
Video slots on the web has a fan club of there own, people just can’t get enough. Even when news slots are launched by the different software developers they get a standing ovation and are attacked with an intensity of a wolf mother protecting her cubs. It is like the New Years sale in Bond street where the entire population of crazy housewife’s fight over every garment and will draw blood if need be.

Lucky us the since the slots are online there is no such thing as a queue and you can play when you want. You don’t even have to get dressed.

Not that this has any relevance to who plays slots and who don’t. There is clearly according to the latest polls more women playing slots then men. Men seem to drift towards the poker and table games. But here is something us men have to watch out for, they are coming. And they are also coming in swarms.

And since we men can not do more then one thing at a time (at least that is what the women say) we are in trouble. Take Blackjack, they should be better at handling two and three hands then us. Texas Hold’em is up for grabs because of the pace and many factors in the game. So when you are playing against a women you might want to hold on to your chips (and maybe your hart as well) she could end up owning both of them. Women know we are simple beings, and do have this factor over us when playing face to face. All men are suckers to a nice smile, so in all fairness any poker game that has both men and women in it should be played online.

At least you will not be distracted by that nice perfume drifting in from the women next to you. It is so faint but a man has certain instincts and will try to get a good sniff. So leaning in (ever so careful) I still get booted from a game for trying to look at other peoples cards. And I had a straight lined up. Even the big smile I got from the women next to me did not really soften the blow of getting booted. At least the dealer understood me and just told me to take a break for a while. That is my 2 cents worth on the topic of women and gambling.

Signing off for now and heading towards the slots, someone told me there is a good chance of meeting women there. At least that is what they tell me on

February 3, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMakel Lopez

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