Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


I'm baaaacccckkkk

Was in a bit of a doldrum (is that the right way to say that?) for the past few days. Just sort of down. I'm tired and feeling a bit overwhelmed.

But, then I went on the construction site today.

Ahhh, nothing like a bunch of horny construction workers with no women to look at to brighten my day. I got an "Ay, mammi!" from a cute young Hispanic boy. Maybe 19 or so. Cute one, too. Then, I got a nice, long, hard eye fuck from a very attractive blond guy. Wowsers. Nothing like that to make a woman feel pretty good about herself.

Plus, I was regaled with the sexual escapades of a recently separated coworker who found her hunk of burning love and shared all the juicy details with me.

Now, I think I'm ready to go home. How early is too early to put the children to bed and jump my extraordinarily hunky husband tonight?


  • At 2:05 PM, April 20, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Any time after practice works for me...

  • At 9:32 PM, April 20, 2005, Blogger BULLSEYE said…

    That's it! Enough is eeennnufff! After I put ya in my blogroll I'm coming back to see if I need to turn the garden hose on you two!!!
    Yer pal,

  • At 11:57 AM, April 21, 2005, Blogger Gadfly said…

    The Doldrums were the name of a set of latitudes near the equator where the wind is known not to blow for many days on end. Also called the Horse Latitudes because a merchant ship caught in the Doldrums might have to jetison half its shipment of horses into the sea so that the remaining half will not starve before they can reach a port. Jim Morrison wrote a freaky (imagine that) song about just such an occurance.

    So to answer your question, your use of singular "doldrum" would be incorrect. One is always "in the doldrums" plural.

    How's that for TMI?

  • At 9:50 PM, April 21, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Ahh, Gadfly, you made me get all nostalgic, so I went searching.
    Background--when my sons were younger, I was a Volunteer Mom at the elementary school. One of the duties was to read some of the new arrival books and try to decide what classes might make use of them. Sort of a "real person" advice aid for teachers.
    _Carry On, Mr. Bowditch_ by Jean Lee Latham is a novel about the guy who came up with the formula to find longitude for sailing ships. Apparently, the author's research was accurate because I recognized the description of the Doldrums right away.
    Army of Mom, your oldest son might like the book. Most every kid who checked it out at the library liked it. I'd say it's about 5th grade reading level.

  • At 11:57 AM, April 22, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    *shaking my head*

  • At 3:18 PM, April 22, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    That's one thing about weblog Comments, ya just never know where they go and what ya might learn....

  • At 3:53 PM, April 22, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    No kidding on comments going off in weird tangents. But, at least, now, I know how to use the doldrums phrase correctly. Being a writer, that is sort of important to me.


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