Fun times. Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful tribeness.

hosting a double play date…staring at unfolded laudry, empty frig and a zillion other things that need doing but aren’t half as much fun as reading the antics above… and thinking about how so not martha – so not june i am. i’m pulling out my copy of #Bad Mother for a re-read *smiles*.

But non of this is real. it’s all in my head and i can let it go, love my not-so-martha-mommy-self and laugh and play and remember i have mommy friends like ya’ll that get it about life and love and just being ourselves.

good hair ~ bad hair ~ you all ROCK. As one of the Looking Glass Lane mamas, i’m thinking Room 704 is right up my alley. thanks ladies, for being YOU and sharing YOU with ME!

Two- no three- things before I hop into bed with my huzzzzband. (Still getting used calling him that!
He is naked and he is standing right behind me and he is really tapping his foot on the ground HARD to get me to hurry the hell up.

1. The naked man standing behind me actually snorted-LAUGHED-when he read that you called me Groomed. (He knows how often I actually shower).

2. I did notice the purple flats and loved them.

3. Looking Glass Lane/Room704 Block Party MUST happen.

So happy to spread the word about how awesome you and your gals are….my peeps want to get with your peeps and have some drinks.

Time to bed!

I rock those drawstring pj pants… I wear them out and pretend they are real pants, but I think people know.

And MissIve isn’t the only Looking Glass girl who isn’t always well groomed, I frequent jeans, t-shirt and flip flops myself .

Jenn/@jrporter

P.S. I’ve lost my keys more than once too

Hope you don’t mind, I let myself into Room704 (I might, plausibly, be the one who, um, left them in the tub—btw, you may also be out of hot water for like a month or three, and vodka).

Mind if I give you my version of how I got here?

Standing in my bedroom this morning staring at the same 17 loads of unfolded laundry I’ve been staring at for 3 weeks. Doing my obligatory “thinking about domesticity.” Yes, you may be able to lose 30 pounds in two hours, but can you fold laundry with your mind like I can? Yuh huh.

I get a text from @MorganDayCecil that says “Meeting hot blogger for coffee. Check out room704.us.” (Yes, I frequently publish peoples’ texts without permission, so be forewarned, you dirty men.)

And other than the obvious relief that her “command” has “forced” me to abandon my mind-laundry-folding, I think, “Good God, woman, you’re married less than a fortnight and you’re rendezvousing with hot bloggers?!”

Was quite relieved to find it was three hot MAMAS!

Moving quickly through my afternoon whilst tweeting the new mamas about groping and listening the their rawking radio show, I get to the store for more booze around five-ish and, checking my tweets on phone, as I never do *cough*, I see the #snort link and check, solely for my love of the snort (remind me or Morgan to shoot the link of my snort video), only to find that these rawkin’ mamas, or one key-losing-mama, has written about me and my mamas!

Sweetness. Best intro ever. Look forward to getting slapped on the wrist by the cyber standards committee with y’all very soon.

Jen/@MissIve

P.S. (Cuz clearly this comment is not long enough yet) You can see all my girls at http://LookingGlassLane.com , but Morgan prolly told you that. And you should know that we don’t ALL groom. Thinking. Nope. It’s just me that doesn’t. And am now questioning why I would intentionally put myself in proximity with four grooming women, on a regular basis.

Dude, where’s the vodka?