Daily Archives: January 9, 2009

What’s Happening On Blissfully Domestic

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I’d like to ask you, to please go and vote for Blissfully Domestic in the 2008 Weblog Awards. We’ve been nominated in the category of Best Parenting Blog and it would mean so much to us if all our readers and the readers of our writers and editors would show their support by voting!

blissfully-wedThis past week on Wedded Bliss:

I’m so blessed to be working with such talented writers and amazing women!

Would you be interested in attending a women’s blogging conference where you can interact with and learn from some of the best women bloggers in the country? Then you need to come to BlissDom ’09!

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What does “Bliss” mean to you? For some it means keeping a happy home, for others it’s taking over the world. And for the women attending BlissDom ‘09…it’s having it all. And by having it all we mean our hopes, fears, laughter, and tears. This conference won’t be about being big, it will be about being real. You can bet on learning about the latest in blogging, entrepreneurship, social media, and being the best women we can be. You better believe you’ll be bonding, opening your heart, and opening your mind as experiences are shared and friendships are forged. Everyone’s got a state of bliss…at BlissDom ‘09 you’ll define it and achieve it!

BlissDom ’09 is February 6 & 7, here in Nashville, TN at the Hotel Preston! I hope you can join us!

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Nobody Loves You Like Your Mommy

glamour MaliaGMan asked, “Where are we going when we wake up in the morning?” (This is a daily, sometimes hourly question from him. He must know what’s on the agenda for each day.)

I replied that we would be going to the bank, the grocery store and possibly Target.

There’s a Krispy Kreme near our bank and we occasionally stop for donuts after our bank stop. I knew what question was coming next…

“Can we go to the Donut Den after we go to the bank?”  (He calls all donut stores “Donut Den” which is actually in Green Hills and not even close to our bank.)

To which I answered, “No, I’m sorry, we’re not going to get donuts tomorrow.”

Hmmph. (from the backseat)

“Well, I wish you weren’t my mommy!”

“Really? Well, that’s too bad. Good luck with that!”

Silence, then…

“I really wish you weren’t my mommy!”

“I see. Well then, who’s going to make your lunch?”

“Daddy.”

“Who’s going to tie your shoes?”

“Daddy.”

“Who’s going to wash your underwear?”

“Daddy.”

“And who’s going to make you oatmeal chocolate chip cookies?”

“Daddy.”

Contemplative silence…

“No. Daddy will get tired of doing all that and send you back here!”

(Very astute observation young man!)

“You can still be my mommy.”

Just try and stop me!

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