If Our 70’s Moms Had Mommy Blogged

A long, long time ago in nineteen seventy something, I was born. It was a decade of long, parted hair, bell bottom pants, and camping. My mom, I assume, had to rely on the wisdom of her sisters and her friends, when it came to parenting. There was no internet for them to commiserate on, no social media for them to outdo one another with. Just good, old-fashioned handling your stuff like an adult. But that’s got me thinking.

What would the 1970 something mommy blogs have looked like?

1). I was ironing my hair and the baby woke up screaming! Ugh. I propped the bottle up with my foot and I got the hair done.

2). I think some green stuff just fell into the lasagna. At least she’ll sleep well tonight.

3). Just finished telling my four year old daughter all about menstruation. Equal rights for women!

4). We’re off to go camping for six weeks! Time to get back to nature and bathe the baby in the creek. Catch you on the flip side?

5). The baby just took a dive off the back seat onto the floor of the station wagon. Does anyone know how to fix a bloody nose?

6). My mother in law just suggested I serve homemade apple pie instead of jello molds at thanksgiving.

7). Oh don’t worry, just send the baby up to the grocery store to pick up milk.

8). Gotta do the dishes so i can give baby girl a bath in the kitchen sink. #70smomproblems

9). Thirsty? Go fill up this bottle halfway with water from the hose. I’ll add the formula when you cruise back over here along the bushes.

10. My husband is late coming home from work again. Time for 1000 piece puzzle and chill.

Ah! Just kidding! I love you mama!! Seriously though, thanks for seventies openness and making me feel like I could accomplish well, anything.

Robert Downey Jr. Reasons

Alright, look. You all mostly know I have a Robert Downey Jr. thing. And it’s for a lot of reasons. Real reasons and then just for fun reasons. 

But let me say this first- I started, like most of us, with Ironman. And then I heard the cries from people saying, “Come on, he has other stuff. By God- watch the other stuff too.”

So that’s what I’ve been doing. To get a well-balanced assessment. So, of the ones I’ve seen so far (Marvel excluded only because they’re obviously on my list), these are the RDJ movie must-sees. 

The Judge (the scenery, the story, the feels).

A Guide to Recognizing your Saints (you can feel the pain in your gut).

The Soloist (oh man, so good. So social workish. Such a diversion for him). 

Two Girls and a Guy (just for fun and he sings).

Home for the Holidays (even though it was his mighty fall, this movie is fantastic, family dynamics galore).

Less Than Zero (but only once, because feelings).

Due Date!! (And FYI, I had to watch this more than once to get past my irritation. Once I got past that, EPIC).

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (oh so good. Val Kilmer puts him in his place so many times in this movie, it’s glorious).

Sherlock Holmes! (Oh the scenery and the costumes and the sass).

Chaplin! (Didn’t like it the first time, now I’m in love with it. So. Many. Layers). 

Restoration (believe it or not! Fascinating from a historical perspective).

Charlie Bartlett (so good. He’s the grown up in the teen angst movie and yet, we still get to see his lovable adult angst). 

Alright now, pictures that help sum up why I adore him.