Just a short post today, everyone!

Mike Thomas from BlogInterviewer.com wrote to me and asked me to submit an interview for Bitter Women. So you can read more facts about us if you like, although I have to warn you, I did try to play it straight a bit, since … well… since I’m basically a coward about being outrageous in public.

You can read the interview and even vote for our blog (either thumbs up or thumbs down kind of voting). He gives out some kind of prizes for the most popular blogs, but I’m not really holding out, since I have tried these types of competitions before, and I usually end up having to nominate myself , and I never get any votes. Haha… oh well.

However, I’m posting about this one because I’ve actually found some cool blogs featured over there, so you never know.. you might stumble across someone great in the pages of his blog.

P.S. I was going to post a rant today about Mommybloggers, but since I don’t want to offend half my 29-member readerbase, I am going to sleep on it. If good judgement doesn’t overcome me, watch this space for some first-class ranting tomorrow.

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Heather at The Wishful Writer tagged us with a meme, and considering how badly I flubbed it last time this happened (I didn’t know what they were ) I’ve decided to do this one!

It involves listing 8 random facts about me.  After all, I know you guys can’t get enough me, right?

1. I make shit up.  All the time.  Like… I’m even making this up.
2. I sleep with a stuffed rabbit ( and a stuffed Scotsman. — and by this I mean he’s full of fraudulent votes.)
3. My son is smarter than I am.  But I’m sneakier than he is.
4. I have this PSP game that tests your brain age, and mine apparantly is 24, 13 years younger than my real age.  They say that younger is better, meaning you’re spry or some shit, but the side effect seems to be that I use the word “like” indiscriminately.  (See #1)
5. I don’t understand people who enjoy reality shows.  (But I wish I enjoyed reality shows, because I always feel like I’m missing something because of how enraptured other people get with them.)
6. I am a bad speller.  But I own a dictionary, so I can hide the shameful fact from the world.
7. I’ve been shocked and amazed by how many truly brilliant women there are out there blogging every day.  Before this, my experience of the internet was mostly of YouTube teens and netspeak nonsense.  Plus a bunch of crazy internet people that seem to find me wherever I land on the net.  Either that or there are millions of them.
8. I’m not really very bitter.  I just have a hard candy shell.

I’m supposed to tag other people, but for some reason hesitate to do so.  But I’d love to see what other people have to say about themselves, so please please if you’re a BFBW reader and you want to do this, please consider yourself tagged!

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Blogging for Bitter Women has received it’s very first Bloggie-type award, and we got it from KeMari at Phatitudes.  Thank you so much!  It warms my bitter heart to know there are folks out there who enjoy my ravings. 

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Recently I’ve been dealing with a woman that’s an absolute control freak, and sadly, she spends a great deal of her energy trying to change the behaviour of everyone around her.

I’m reminded of the Serenity Prayer :

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

I wouldn’t have thought drunks would like platitudes , but that just shows you how much I know.

The point I’m rather badly trying to make here is that we always have choices.

Here are some prime examples of making life choices when it comes to things we can and we cannot control:

Scenario #1:

• We cannot control whether our partner spends all night on some moronic “quest”, ever does the dishes, picks up his/her socks, shares the remote, brings us chocolate without being asked, is appropriately worshipful, or ever has a hope in hell of understanding us.
• We can control the frequency, variation, and duration of the LOOK we give them.

Scenario #2:

• We cannot control whether our current bed partner is any good in the sack.
• We can control how much we decide to go ahead tart it up and screw their brains out, just to fuck with them, knowing full well that we might as well enjoy ourselves, and to practice being slutty for our next partner, with whom we will undoubtedly enjoy it more and to give the current partner something to really regret losing when we dump their ass.

Scenario #3:

• We cannot control: the fact that forensic technology is getting so much better these days.
• We can control: Whether or not we have rubber gloves in our bathroom (for touching up those natural highlights [read:grey hairs]), bleach under the sink (for keeping those whites white), a shovel in the shed (for garden days) and lye in the garage (for making soap).

Remember… control what you can.  We can never control other people’s behaviour, but we can make them fucking regret it.

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I have no clue what’s going on at Amazon these days!

But they have a fun new feature… a little widget you can get to post on a website. Nothing to buy, you just vote for what you like, and you can make a list of ANYTHING, and put it on your site.

So here’s one I found there that was already made up… your votes affect the master list, so vote early and vote often!

Oh by the way… I’m still expecting to see poems from my last post, so don’t think you’re off the hook! (You = )

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