Not Yo' Mama

This is not your hip mama's funny, kick-ass blog. This is an attempt at journaling in a public space as an experiment in self-help. Any resulting humor will be purely coincidental.

Because this WAHM needs a space to be real and let it all hang out, I can't promise to be relentlessly perky, like marcom chicas usually are. I think I left that all at the office, oh, about eight years ago.

Not that I don't miss that sparky persona that served me so well at trade shows and marketing meetings. And not that I can't turn it on for a client over the phone.

It's just that life as MarcomMom is harder than Comdex at 4:30 p.m. after a day of nonstop demos and a shortage of bottled water. Who'd have thought it?