The Bad Moms Club

Canadian Teachers Redefine School Spirit, And Not In A Good Way

In the arena of people that I always think of as asexual, possibly even neutered, teachers rank right up there with grandparents and clergy. I mean, I know that they're human, but still. When I was in high school, the idea of my math teacher dating was inconceivable. He just went home every night and read calculus textbooks, right? Right?

He certainly didn't know his way around a lap dance, I'm pretty sure about that. Not like the teachers at Churchill High School in Winnipeg, Manitoba.

Olympic Curler Is Five Months Pregnant, And We're Totally Not Going To Make Any Jokes About What That Says About Curling

If you'd asked me a month ago what I thought about pregnant women curling, I would told you that it was my understanding that pregnant women really should never get perms, because of all the potentially toxic chemicals, and also because it is no longer the 80's. Of course, we're right in the middle of the Winter Olympics now, in Canada, so obviously when someone mentions curling they mean the sport and not what one does with rollers or irons or a home perm kit. And obviously the sport is much safer for pregnant women than are perms because, really, curling-the-sport is just bowling, but slower, and with brooms.

If The Toy Description Has The Words 'Russian Roulette' In It? Automatic Fail

Before I read the description I was working under the assumption that this toy was just a massive translation c*ck-up or something.

But I don't really see how someone misinterpreted 'Russian Roulette' since the description sounds pretty much in tune with the definition for that particular method of death. All I really know about this toy is: TOY FAIL.

Where The Wild Sopranos Are

I have yet to see Where The Wild Things Are - not because I'm not interested in seeing that movie - I am - but just like with every other freakin' movie I want to see in the theatre, I had to weigh finding AND affording a babysitter against waiting for it to come out on DVD. Given the cost of babysitters these days, waiting for DVDs usually wins.

The reason I didn't take Gemma is at age four she freaks out easily. She's a sensitive soul and after watching her run from the theater in hysterics during the movie UP!, I figured that Where The Wild Things Are might provoke the same response. Also, I heard it was more of an adult movie than one for the kids.

After watching this video, I tend to agree. Funny... I didn't see these parts in the trailer.

Happy Groundhog Day! Free The Groundhogs!

I don't know about you, but I think that Groundhog Day is a little exploitative. I mean, did the groundhogs ask to be weather forecasters? Do they get paid? Are there benefits? I'm sure they'd appreciate a good dental plan. This shit is oppressive, people. Where's PETA on the issues that really matter? There's an opportunity here for a really great campaign featuring a naked, chained woman crawling out of a hole, isn't there?

Have Giant Stuffed Plush Phallus, Will Travel

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but my daughter has a lovey that is - how to put this? - somewhat unconventional. Toady - aka The Phallic Lovely - is what remains of a plush Pottery Barn stacking toy. Toady was the - ahem - shaft of this toy. Toady causes my husband no end of angst because, really: Toady looks like genitalia.