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The Countdown Begins

There is a distinct possibility that my husband will be state side on November 15.

But I do not discuss these things lest his deployment is extended.

And because the next 15 days could seem longer than the whole month and half that he's been gone. 

My mom arrived on Friday and since then, I have not cooked or cleaned or bathed my children.

It is magical.

I also ran a half-marathon.

So now I have a real excuse for why I'm not cooking or cleaning or bathing my children.

I can't walk.

Mominatrix

I know. There are like 4000 other things I could do to pimp out my book other than run 13.1 miles.

Speaking of which, I reluctantly decided to show my mom the book, to which she responded "huh" and then flipped directly to the Good Girls Have Pubes page, and well, let's just say she won't be pre-ordering 50 copies and handing them out to her friends or bringing them all to the Philly stop of my still in the works near brain aneurysm inducing because I am my own publicist book tour.

[Shameless Plug #1 - Do you want me to come to your town? Do you have lots of friends who like sex and want to hear me talk about it? Are you Oprah's neighbor? Email me: mominatrixbook[at]gmail[dot]com]

And she probably won't be going to church in a Mominatrix shirt. Or hell, even sleeping in one.

[Shameless Plug #2 - Are you looking for the perfect holiday gift for your many friends? They actually make your boobs look more even, or bigger, or perkier. No money-back guarantees.]

But it doesn't matter to me. Well, it does a little. We all want our moms to tell us we're awesome and that they're so proud of us. And not through your friends who tell you "Oh she is proud of you, she just doesn't have the means of expressing it to you."

Meh.

Regardless of how she feels about the book, the fact that I'm enjoying a little break from primary parenting over these next few days is completely worth it.

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I absolutely have to find out if you are coming to Michigan... that would ROCK! :)

Oh please come to Denver. Pretty please. looks like I won't make it to BH next year. :(

Heartiest congratulations on the half marathon! I hope you get to see your husband soon too.

Secretia

You. are. awesome.

xo Christine

Congrats on the run...I did not envy you when I looked outside that day.

Great job on the marathon!

I just read your Pubes post, and I just laughed out loud!

I was at a going away party for someone on Friday and the subject came up...I mentioned that since my husband is gone a lot, I had let the hair get a bit long, and when I went to put on some cute undies, I noticed my pubes had jazz hands! LOL! I am not ready for a Mominatrix Makeover!

I cant wait to read your book!

I will so be at the Philly stop of the book tour!

OK, I'm de-lurking to say CONGRATS! Running a 1/2 marathon is my newest fitness goal, which I'm sure I could attain effortlessly if I could actually, you know, get off the couch & train.
But seriously, that's awesome. Did you train with a running group, or just by yourself?

Congrats on all things: the half marathon, the grandma pitching in on all your parenting, the mom not being proud enough of your awesome accomplishment (you never really thought she'd wear the t-shirt to church, right?), your fun sexy book, and the thing that will hopefully happen in 15 days!

Just be careful, because when the Mominatrix says she can't walk...

well, minds go other places besides marathons.

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