Summers are difficult for blogging. Families are spending more time together with children off from school. There’s swimming, cottages, out-of-town family events, vacations, etc. which can leave minimal time to sit in front of the computer.

Recently there have been events which have changed our community as we knew it - and lives of some of our dear friends. Some life altering events, and even some events - linked or not - which have caused drama throughout the internet. It’s been a little bit depressing for the most part.

Motherhood Uncensored has come up with a fantastic idea: Blog the Recession

Wanna know how it works?

The premise is simple. If you read blogs, then for the month of August, make the “pledge” to click through from your feed reader. No obligation to leave a hilarious comment or send a long stalkerish email (although both, within reason, are always lovely). Just click through to the blog (not on ads unless you are so led) and if you’re feeling generous, click around to their older posts.

Just those extra page views can make a big difference for bloggers who could really use the help, or in [Kristen's case], where page views don’t matter so much, a big fat ego boost.

Really? How could you turn that down?

It’s all about clicking through and letting writers know that you’re there, simple and easy. Doesn’t require leaving comments or particiapating any further then just clicking through the feed reader and letting people know you’re there!

Grab the button, share it with your friends and spread the word!Click through and share the love for the month of August!

:::

Please vote and let me know what you think about changing the name of Temporarily Me!! Got a name suggestion? Share it in the comments!

I’ve been contemplating a name change for this blog. I no longer feel the love for ‘temporarily me’.

I was hoping to change the name to the one I’ve been using for my review blog - Glamorous Geek but someone’s done gone scooped that URL. I knew I should have bought the URI then.

[Though, I could use the English spelling Glamourous and get away with it since that one's available but would that just cause confusion?]

I’ve thought about Chic Geek, also gone.

I want something funny, yet also indicative of me - sort of - I mean, I’m really not all that glamorous, nor chic but Frumpy Geek is just not that fun and enticing.

Since you’re most important I’d like your input. You’re the readers, you are who counts.

Do you think I should change it or leave it as is?

If you have an idea for a name please leave it in the comments.

If we’ve decided that a name change is needed I’ll have a contest for names and the one picked will receive an awesome fantastic prize that is yet to be determined. But I promise it will be chic, glamorous, wonderful fabulous!

So weigh in!

I’m not one to hold a grudge. For very long anyways. So when I heard about this virtual baby shower I was a little disheartened that I wasn’t mentioned. Because: Dude, I’m due one day before HerBadMother and two days before ChickyChickBaby and Mrs. Chicken? Long before her. As hard as it is to find love in the Blogosphere sometimes it’s even harder to have everyone notice and recognize. (For some reason I just had the urge to go all gangster “Yo, u bettah reckognize, beotch”) You just can’t win ‘em all.

Ahem.

Now that that is out of my system, I digress.

I love all three of these ladies so much there’s no way in hell I could let my petty hormonal bitchiness stop me from congratulating them and wishing them many sleepless nights and poopy diapers a slow and painful delivery wonderful memories with their newly growing family.

I wish more then anything that I had some ass-vice for you but, I don’t. I wish I could tell you that the second one was way easier, but I don’t know that just yet. And even wish I could tell you that your older children can be bribed into diaper changes and see the joy in getting everything for you as you sit in front of the television nursing your new bundle injured lady bits. But I don’t know that either. (But Lawd I pray Carter will change a shit or two for me.)

I expect that all of you will undoubtedly succeed beyond my wildest dreams and I take comfort in knowing that I will be right along side you wonderful gals learning and growing as parents to children. Plural.

Wow. More then one.

Children.

That word has never freaked me out more then it did right now.

I’m still sleep deprived and I think I may have a Perrier hangover from our Saturday night Toronto Bloggers get together. There were so many fantastic people that showed up, great conversation and lots of laughs. Though, I was totally nervous ALL NIGHT - as I suspected I may be: I would have done so much better had I been able to have a couple beers to calm myself. C’est la vie I suppose.

I was so behind just getting downtown (thanks to actually listening to Mike tell me that it will be quick on a Saturday evening) and traffic was a nightmare! I swear every eldery person in the entire city was out on the road, driving exactly the speed limit or just under: staggered throughout all three lanes, I was that jackass weaving and dodging through traffic trying to get through the mess of blue haired old people just barely peering over the steering wheels.

Even though I am a safe driver, I am completely impatient. I can’t stand the people that sit in the fast lane and piddle along like they’re out for a country drive. I hate when people don’t use their turning signals and make blind and unsafe lane changes. And! Those people that assume because they put on their signal, they have the right to just move over even if there is a car BESIDE them!

If it were legal and I wouldn’t get hurt this would soooo be me: (Just a note: Not Safe for Work, Children or those whom cannot handle a lot of profanity.)

I finally swerved my way through the sea of blue grannies and grampies only to arrive at the WRONG building. I forgot that there were TWO Manulife buildings in downtown Toronto and of course, I went to the OTHER one. Though, once I pulled up to the ‘T’ in the road, where I was facing head on with the OTHER building I then realized “Hey that building does not have 51 floors, and I’m on the East side, not the West side. Shit!” I then called Ali (who I am now COMPLETELY head over heels for! LOVE that girl!) who was patiently waiting for me at the OTHER building - the PROPER building, to tell her I was a little behind.

I think she thought I was a complete moron!

I was all prepared with two cameras, in case the batteries died in one - you know I took two photos all night? TWO. And they didn’t even turn out that great. I am such a disappointment.

As for the other ladies I was dying to meet? They’re all perfect and wonderfully friendly.

I really can’t wait for our Blog Friend’s Fest in Niagara Falls this summer, though I will have a brand spankin’ new baby in tow (whom I will let you sniff), I promise to be more my normal outgoing and horribly childish self. (And you don’t have to be Canadian to come, so PLEASE - if you’re not scheduled to be in San Fransisco that weekend, COME TO NIAGARA!!)