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SassTown is a place where I can share my insight or ineptitude with anyone remotely interested in the negotiation skills required of mere mortals managing family life in the Detroit metro area.

As the Mayor here, I have achieved an uncanny reputation for being right more than 92% of the time while managing the chaos that's inevitable when you are raising 5 daughters, 1 son, a BA dog and a husband who adds to the daily drama.

I am also fondly known as Your Honor, crazy bitch, psycho mom, and wily temptress.



 

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Tuesday
20Oct2009

Random Design

I really embrace things that are cleverly designed. My nice friend over at Unmitigated made this mini banner for me using my online banner design. She's offered to do one for others for a very fair price so check it out. I paired the mini banner with my mini-moo design blogging business cards. These cards really catch people's eyes when I shrewdly slip them out, I absolutely love them.These trendy little cards are only $20 for a set of 100, they come in a cool plastic box and you can have them printed on both sides at MOO.com

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The first thing my 13 year old daughter said to me when I picked her up from her friends house at 7:30 p.m. was, “you’re right mom, most people don’t eat like we do.” Wow, stop the presses, hang on one cotton picking minute.You see I’m the bomb when it comes to cooking, when I am in the mood (click on that and get up to speed). After toiling over salad dressing made from scratch, a perfect red wine reduction for a filet mignon that’s been seared on the cook top and finished in a 500 F oven, I often say, “you know most people don’t eat like this”. This is the same child who rolls her eyes whenever I utter that phrase, which is frequently.

“Please explain,” I prompt my sweet child. “Well, his mom invited us to eat Pot Roast, but I could barely chew it and the sauce was gross”. That made me curious and I asked if he or his dad seemed to like the food. She said after dinner they went downstairs to play pool and they were all laughing about how tough the meat was. Something inside me bubbled up and I sprung to the bad cook mom’s defense. I reminded my daughter that her friend’s mother worked in  the hospital all day, and it can be mighty challenging to come home tired and have to put a meal on the table.

After all, when I’m not in the mood to cook for whatever reason (meeting ran late, too much shopping, traffic) we order pizza or Chinese. If I was working 9-5 Monday through Friday I doubt I do much cooking either. But , I have to admit it was good to hear my luscious fashionista express her appreciation of my talents.