Tuesday, March 11, 2008

MPMs

It's Vlog Week here at Word To Your Mutha. I didn't know it was going to be Vlog Week here at Word To Your Mutha. I didn't get that memo. But that's ok because I've found a new love in Vlogging. I'm all fired up about Vlogging now. I plan on taking my Vlog with me everywhere I go. To dinner! On vacation! Maybe even shopping to buy it something pretty.


12 comments:

sleeplesswonder said...

Loved loved loved it!! :)
Can we ban together and start disciplining these mambe pambe moms?? I hate those kind of moms as well, my 'friend' and I use the term loosely is like this and I had to stop the play dates, for fear for my son, cause god forbid I ask her to get her kid to stop beating mine, urgh.
Keep it up, I am learning alot and that I am not alone in my thinking.

Mutha Mae said...

Sleeplesswonder, I was inspired by your Vlog and I love how you are getting your husband involved. Mine won't go on camera for me, wahhh!

Ashley said...

It gets worse, trust me. Middle school "bullies", I'm sure, started out by knocking babies over in the paly areas at the mall!
ggggrrrr.....

St Louis Web Designer said...

Captain sperm and Mamby Pamby Moms ...funny! You vlog concept is great!

sleeplesswonder said...

Mae I think you have me mixed up with someone else. I don't have a vlog and my boyfriend would never agree to go on camera, can't get a picture of him let a lone a video lol.
But I do love you vlog and blog. :)

Mutha Mae said...

Ashley, I am dreading the middle school experience just for that reason. I'm a nice person. A very nice person. But once someone pushes me too far, I lose it. I'm afraid I would make a huge scene and embarrass my poor daughters if they got bullied in school. I need anger management classes before that happens. I've got a lot of pent up rage from my own middle school experiences!

STL Web designer- thank you! I'm having a lot of fun with this. Even more so than doing the actual video show. Less work, more chances to spout off my opinions. Goes with the territory of being someone who loves themselves too much, hah!

Sleepless- SORRY! DOH! I confused your nickname with my friend Julie's nickname. How did I do that??? Hey, you should vlog anyway. I got a bunch of friends to start blogging. Maybe I can bring them to the dark side with me on this vlog thing?

Eve said...

What's REALLY bizarro is when you go from the parent of the helpless toddler to the hell-on-wheels older school aged child!!

Totally switch modes.

I remember Mama Bird hopping out of my body for the very 1st time, when a 4-5 year old knocked my eldest on his face and trampled over him at the Children's Zoo dancing fountain when he was still a teeny tiny doe-eyed baby in diapies. I marched right over to the Little Shit and his mom and let them have it, as Big Eden cry in my arms with his chin bleeding.

Now, I have morphed from Mama Bird to Mommy Dearest to protect the likes of your little girls who may get in their path ;)

Amazing how quickly life changes...

Mutha Mae said...

Eve, I've noticed that with Boo already. It used to be me, cringing when the big kids got too rough around her. Now I'm the one making sure she doesn't plow into the little ones. She can't treat them the way she treats her sisters, hah!

Mutha Mae said...

Hmm.. I have a VLog entry for tomorrow but am worried it will touch some raw nerves. Things have been so peaceful around here. Debating, debating, debating.

gnomic said...

The Vogging Monologues? OH NO!

gnomic said...

The one thing that surprised me when I became a parent was that the kid is like a membership card to a whole new world of people (parents) that HAVE NO BUSINESS RAISING A KID.

I don't mean like I have no business raising a kid because I'm passing on a twisted sense of humor, cynicism, and moral superiority. No, I'm talking about the people that killed plants, goldfish, pets, and are well on the way to producing the next crop of psychopathic killers, spouse beaters, and fundamentalist preachers. No parenting skills, no common sense, no self-worth, but a bunch of kids paid for with your tax dollars. More than once I have resisted walking out of a restaurant, buying a box of condoms, and throwing them one by one at the parents as little johnny sh*thead runs screaming past my table flinging food as his parents order the 7th beer for lunch. I know that you can't smack sense into these people heads, but has anyone ever tested that truism on a large enough sample?

Shannon River said...

I love the pillow with organs, I mean the cat, you have on the bed behind you... :-)

I haven't been able to see this or hardly comment because we were still on dial up at home.... WE FINALLY HAVE DSL! So YAY!! These vlogs are cool.

I hate seeing parents like that. OH! One time I complained about this mother who let her child SCREAM its head off all throughout the store for at least 20 minutes. She didn't say ONE word to the child, she just let the screaming, which was really disruptive, continue.
And this other person, the one I complained to said "Well, a lot of times you just have to ignore them."

Ah, NO. Not when they're behaving that badly and you're LETTING them get away with it.... good luck with those teenage years lady!