Velveteen Mind

BOOBs Need Friends, Too

Apparently it is sometimes hard to make friends as an adult.  Particularly for moms that are locked in the castle mostly of the stay-at-home variety.

I wouldn't know.  I have so many friends that I'll be too busy to be part of the BOOBs BlogTalkRadio podcast tonight about the art and science of making friends as a dragged down grown-up mama.

I know you'll miss me, but you'll have Playgroupie, the Queen, and one hot bible salesman to keep you entertained.

I am quite sure there will be some fierce playgroup-bashing going on.  Love 'em?  Hate 'em?  Speak up!

Me?  I'll be chillaxin with all my kids husband parents grown mommy friends. 
Either that, or I'll be working on paying the bills.  Take your pick.

I will try to listen live and call in if I have anything brilliant to add.

You call in, too!  You can talk to Nell, which is the main reason I'll probably call in myself!

The BOOB on Blog Talk Radio! Live!  Tonight at 8pm Central. Call in:(646) 716-7841

If you miss it, catch it in the archives anytime.

See ya'll tonight!

BOOBs Podcast! BOOBs talk about Bill Maher NOW!

What are you doing here? Tune in!  Call in!  Blathering of Outrageous Bitches on BlogTalkRadio is on right now!  Whip 'em out and show us whatcha got!
8pm Central Tonight

Call in 646-716-7841

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This post totally doesn't count as my 100th post, as I intended to delete it as soon as the radio show was over--  I'm going to go ahead and leave it up, though,  in case anyone wants to comment on the podcast or catch it in the archives.

Thanks to our fantastic callers!  You made the show for us!  How great was it that our first caller was a guy?

Temporarily Me Over There

This is my 99th post.  That means tomorrow is the big 100th post and the obligatory 100 Things About Me post.  Are you excited?  What?  Not so much?  Come on!  Aren't you dying for 100 secrets about me that you may not have known?! 

How about this...  I'll give you until the end of the day today to send in any requests for secrets to be revealed about me in my 100 Things post.  If I don't receive any requests for juicy tidbits of threadbare goodness (or badness, as it were), then you'll end up with lots of info about my favorite colors and television shows.  Yawn, right?  My ability to deliver the dirt now lies in your hands.

Until then, I've decided to smear some of my dirt onto temporarily me today as a guest blogger.  I needed to give my old blog here some time to rest before I loaded it down with the 100th post.

As a temptation to click over there and check out temporarily me, I included a link to a video of me singing in the bathtub...  Well, near the bathtub.  But there is still nakedness involved.  And highly melodious singing.  American Idol, here I come.

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Back yet from temporarily me?  Can't get enough of my voice?  Longing to hear it hit even higher pitches, but this time out of fury? 

Tune in to the live BOOB podcast tonight at 8pm Central on BlogTalkRadio.  My fellow BOOBs and I will be talking about, you guessed it, Bill Maher and all things masturbatory public breastfeeding.  Call in and give it to us, baby!  Yeah, even you anti-public breastfeeding folks.  We'd love to hear from you!

Would you like a blanket for your head?

Could you squeeze your BOOBs into such a small space?

Apparently it's not possible to squeeze four BOOBs into a 30 minute bra.  We spilled out all over the place and our cleavage was far too smooshy.  We'll have to figure out a way to lift and separate for future podcasts.

Good Lord, the boob puns are endless.

The Blathering Of Outrageous Bitches podcast Wednesday night was a ton of fun, though thirty minutes was seriously not enough time to fit in everything that the four of us had to say about breastfeeding. 

The Breastaurant Goes Live with the BOOB

Little did I know, but I am a host of a podcast on BlogTalkRadio. 

Along with Suburban Oblivion, Playgroups Are No Place For Children, and the Queen of Shake-Shake, we host a podcast known as the BOOB, or The Blathering Of Outrageous Bitches. 

Man, I am cooler than I thought.  I think my blog must sneak out at night and sign me up for stuff without telling me.  That would explain the empty whiskey sour mix containers in the trash.  I blame the Queen and her bad influence.

Okay, okay, I did know that I was supposed to do the first official podcast (though I thought I was just a guest), but life got in the way and then my personality flaws blocked my etiquette superego and I didn't bother to tell my fellow hosts that I wouldn't make it.   Bad, I know.  And it was such a fun topic, too, about our lack of attendance at BlogHer, what we did instead, and then it all veered into sex.  I'm thinking this will be the pattern, folks. 

Didn't hear it live (like me)?  Check it out in the archives anytime.

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So here's the boobalicious news:  Tonight is my second chance to redeem myself!

Come on over and grope a BOOB with me tonight at 9pm Central at BlogTalkRadio!  We'll be talking about breastfeeding, breastfeeding myths, good/ bad advice we've received, as well as a bit o' breastaurant politics, including this whole putting the kibosh on formula in the new mom hospital swag bags fiasco going on.

But let's be honest, we'll probably be talking about sex.  And boobs.  And boobs in sex.  And sexy boobs.  And whether or not we accept reservations from our husbands at the breastaurant when it's on active duty.  The Playgroupie, the Queen, and the Oblivious One will all be there to flash their BOOBs for your entertainment, along with my tardy self.

They tell me that they are going to get me back for my no-show debut. I fear that I'll call in to our show tonight and find myself the only one on the line.  In that case, ya'll all be sure to be listening live so that you can call in and bail me out!

Grab a seat, your phone, and an outrageous handful at 9pm Central with the BOOBs on BlogTalkRadio tonight!