it's getting to be that time...

it is starting to get cold at night...the date the heat is officially turned on for the season in your house is a matter of pride here (okay, so, there isn't much else going on). at the grocery store, you can hear strangers comparing notes: "it was so cold last night i almost turned the heat on!" (it was 38!)

he only likes me for my glasses

okay, i'm exaggerating. with my glasses off, the baby is just a fleshy blob. actually, he's pretty much just a fleshy blob anyway. never mind.

a multi-panel extravaganza!

epic! it was too much to fit on one post-it...click to enlarge.

things that happen in my house, part 400

this one is for my pal kim, who enjoys my misery and liked this story. also, thanks for the mention on the etsy forums, between that & the poor souls who stumble across my blog after googling "breast implants" (see previous posts for my series on homemade breast implants) i hope to brighten someone's day, somewhere.

if you're out there, Carrie Fisher, thanks a LOT

(don't tell the baby this actually happened)

hey, mom

i was actually yelling "THERE IS NO SHOUTING IN THIS HOUSE" which is what i say every ten minutes.
sorry, this is a pretty bad drawing, but i drew it while holding a writhing infant, so, you know.

it's love your body day!

hello, sailor! okay, so i was reading jezebel.com this morning, and came across this post:
http://jezebel.com/gossip/body-issues/love-your-body-even-if-its-shaped-like-a-brick-312404.php
it's about the "new" 12 female body shapes (from the uk, so they have cute names like "skittle") and, you know, what to wear to hide your shame. (news flash: i'm STILL a "pear," albeit with dainty ankles.) so i figured since most of my gags revolve around my, um, figure, it was only fitting i honor this i'm-totally-not-making-this-up day.
also, i have to stop showing this blog to my poor, horrified husband, because after he saw this drawing he just covered his face with his hands and said "oh my god" very quietly.

let's find a job-2007 edition

looking for work again...and suddenly i feel about 6000 years old. does being funny, or like, able to draw count for anything? also, i miss doing stop-motion animation.

baby weight

fat wonderwoman revisited

Yay! The very funny Fat Wonderwoman Blog posted another one of my terrible post-its. (Actually, I did this in Corel Painter, so it's a fauxt-it?)
Below is this first one I did for them. I heart McGriddles.

mom face

i've realized that, really, the only time i'm not clenching my teeth is when i'm yelling. because even if one of the kids is actually being good, that means another one is not...
p.s. if you tilt your head, the drawing on the right is also what i look like when i'm sleeping.

advice for breastfeeding mothers

armchair parenting

(the dialogue is meant to be read like an auctioneer)
so, my back is still bothering me and this is what my day looks like.

grocery shopping

my sincere apologies to Frida Kahlo

okay, so, my back has gone out for the third time in two weeks.

i need a drink

okay, so i hate drawing cars

(censored language)
my boss tries to teach me how to draw cars
fin.

please send me a job

what?

my boss is mean (a recurring theme)

squelch those happy thoughts

pregnancy (a series)

My baby is just as good as your baby...

the anti-hug force field

I used to have personal space issues...

the ultrasound

and where did I set my coffee?

new baby (a series)

the owner's manual

it's hereditary

Tina vs Elvgren (my apologies)

the best gift ever

okay, so my husband just gave me the coolest thing in the universe, it is a toothbrush that plays "rock n roll all night" (the best song ever!) by KISS (i am not making this up, look)
AND the sound comes out of the brush head itself, so the music literally plays inside your head. anyway, it's supposed to get you to brush for 2 full minutes, but the irony is, as a haggard parent, i don't get 2 minutes to myself for anything. fortunately, i can't hear anything else while using it...
ps. i awkwardly drew this on the computer tablet while holding the baby. see above comment.