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Bad Moms Love All That And A Bag Of Chips (Take Two)

Remember how I told you about this?

My husband made this. It's part of a contest. Most views wins. It'd be awesome if he won. Yes, this is shameless spousal promotion. You want to make something of it?

(It's my blog and I'll pimp if I want to.)

(Seriously, though: it's a dog. With chips. What's not to love?)

(Pass it on.)

Bad Moms Mourn Bad Actors: Cause of Death Released by Corey Haim's Family

A mom should never need to announce this kind of news but sadly they sometimes do.

Corey Haim's mom Judy has confirmed the cause of her son's death after receiving the news from the LA County Coroner's Office. Corey Haim died of pulmonary congestion from an enlarged heart and water on the lungs.

Bad Moms Run Softly And Wear Big Tutus

You know that we went to Disney World last week. You also know that we went - supported by GM Canada - so that I could run the Princess Half-Marathon, to raise awareness of Muscular Dystrophy, the condition that is killing my nephew. And if you know all of this, you probably also know that I failed to run it, and that I am struggling with feeling like I suck, which I know that I don't, but still.

And you don't know any of this, well, you can catch up by clicking through the above links. Or you could just read about Tutus For Tanner.

From The Basement: Damaged Beyond Repair

Posted by Anonymous.

I found out about a week ago that my husband has been fooling around with a sales rep that he is doing business with. My world has been in a tailspin ever since. I feel such tremendous hurt, embarrassment, shame, and pain that I can barely breathe.

Are people able to recover from such things? Can you ever really learn to trust again? I don't know how I am ever going to go on from this... I wish it never happened.

Continue reading this post at the Basement...

Martha To The Rescue!

Martha, Martha, Martha... first she came out with the magazine that took the simple and made it complicated in the most beautiful way possible. Then she hosted a television show that animated the unattainable lifestyle from her magazine for those too lazy to read about it. Personally her stuff made me feel worse about myself and my lack of decorating and cooking skills.

Then Martha Stewart went to jail and I grew to like her. Amazing how a trip to the big house made her more likeable and easier to relate to ... considering I've never been to prison (yet).

Bad Moms Ain't Too Proud To Squee (Twilight Saga: Eclipse Trailer! CONTAIN YOURSELVES)

Why pretend that I am not just a little bit overwhelmed by squee at the full (full! longer than ten seconds!) trailer for the new Twilight movie, Eclipse? Why not embrace the shameful truth? Why not just squee loudly and proudly and suffer the scorn that inevitably comes with being a thirty-something mom with a squee-on for love stories involving clinically depressed vampires? WHY NOT, I ASK?

BEHOLD:

Simon Le Bon's Daughter Is Making Me Feel Old

Once upon a time, Bad Moms were Bad Durannies who always saved a prayer 'til the morning after. We were teens of the 80's and those pop culture phenomena made us who we are today (RIP Corey Haim).

This Bad Mom likes to pretend she's frozen in time and that she isn't old but sometimes reading the interwebz makes that difficult.

For instance, did you know that Simon Le Bon's daughter is the latest Pantene model?

*sigh*

Lindsay Lohan Hates Babies

Okay, so Lindsay Lohan doesn't really hate babies (or at least she hasn't publicly admitted it) but she is suing those gosh darn cute eTrade babies because she thinks they are making fun of her.

Bad Moms love those eTrade babies -- especially the tyrannical ones. They're hysterical. Lindsay, obviously, lost her sense of humor sometime after she stopped dating Samantha Ronson.

Bad Moms Are Kind Of Drawn To Sparkly Vampires And Don't Care Who Knows It

Around here, we don't call ourselves Twilight Moms because, you know, that's a little bit too specific, seeing as we are, in addition to being keen appreciators of the Edward form, also fans of Buffy and Spike and Angel, and True Blood (the books more than the show), and the characters from Kelley Armstrong's Otherworld series, and also Bram Stoker and Mary Shelley and basically anything kind of dark and gothy and so we usually refer to ourselves as Goth Playdaters or some such. No plasma in the sippy cups, though. That would be weird.

All of this is to say that we are really kind of excited about the teaser for the new Twilight movie, Eclipse (which, are they calling it Twilight: Eclipse? Because that would be confusing, not to mention astronomically impossible) but not so excited that we're squeeing.

Okay, maybe we're squeeing. I mean, look:

Bad Moms Mourn Bad Actors Gone Before Their Time

Corey Haim - 80's teen star and latter-day has-been - has, reportedly, died of a drug overdose. The Internets are saying that this wasn't really shocking - he did, after all, have a public struggle with substance abuse - but really, isn't it fair to say that no such celebrity death is shocking? Given that so many celebrities struggle with substance abuse and eating disorders and dependencies upon unsavory characters and other evils and maladies and whatevers associated with selling one's life for public consumption, shouldn't we be surprised that more of them don't die young? And wouldn't this go double for any celebrity that attained his or her celebrity in childhood? Will there ever come a time when we'll measure the worth of exposing the talent of young performing arts prodigies against the heavy, heavy costs that are inevitably levied against the lives of so many of them for that exposure?

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be Corey.