Category Archives: Squirrel!

Down “Write” Funny – Here Comes the Judge!

Posted on January 17, 2014 by Betsy Norman

I’m a mama bear. Definition: Shit on me all you want. I have broad shoulders and I know how to flush. However, shit on my spawn, and we got problems, buddy. This is what happened. Gazelle Girl works out at … Continue reading →

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SQUIRREL!!!

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Betsy Norman

Thank you to Liz Steiner for sending this extremely-appropriate-for-me cartoon! Cartoon Credit: http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/

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Down “Write” Funny – The PT Perk

Posted on December 7, 2012 by Betsy Norman

So my Gazelle Girl damaged one of her hooves. You may have heard about it on my Twitter feed during one of my many #proudmama braggart postings about my track/cross country scholarship-bound spawn. (I swear one of my little ingrates … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – Why I Suck

Posted on November 13, 2012 by Betsy Norman

Yup. You heard that right. I suck. Big ol’ Dyson-destroying-Hoover robo-vacuum-beat-down suckage of epic proportions. Why, Betsy, why! Because I opened my gigantic maw and got everyone riled up about NaNoWriMo and do the math and write every day you … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – NaNoWriMo Land Part 2

Posted on November 2, 2012 by Betsy Norman

So! Yesterday, at the stroke of midnight, did you scribble the thoughts ricocheting off your gray matter and rampageously vomit up a few thousand words because the fire to write your story burned feral through your fingertips?? Did you make … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – Caught Naked and Nothing to Write With

Posted on October 19, 2012 by Betsy Norman

I come up with the best lines when I’m naked in the bathroom. Or at 2:46 a. m., when I’m in that half-fuzzed twilight between awareness and psychedelic sub-consciousness. Neither situation is conducive to preserving the brainstorm brilliance to text … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – NaNoWriMo Land

Posted on October 6, 2012 by Betsy Norman

NaNoWriMo. No, I’m not saying “Hello!” from the planet Ork. NaNoWriMo is short for National Novel Writing Month. The month in question being November, which is poised to sneak and pounce on us likewise the way September basically immaterialized before … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – Muscle Memory

Posted on September 14, 2012 by Betsy Norman

As infants, we learn motor control by the repetition of a series of actions that will result in reaching our goal. Crying and squalling equals a nipple shoved into your mouth to ravage like an angry beaver (Your spawn didn’t … Continue reading →

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Down “Write” Funny – Back to School Blather

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Betsy Norman

So I thought to write a typical back to school post, but I realized I wouldn’t have much new to add to the bevy of blogs currently circulating the net. Oh, gee, I guess I’ll toss confetti, too, and get it … Continue reading →