• I write books.

    I do! It's true. I have written for all sorts of different audiences. My first book was literary adult fiction and I've written many many books that have fallen into the category "juvenile fiction" and "YA fiction". I talk about my books and writing in general on my other site, which is at www.karenrivers.com. (I don't know how to make that a live link, so you may have to copy and paste.) (Sorry.) THIS site is about me, my hair, my kids, my appliances, and that time that I rode my bike down a cliff and then got stung by a bee. It may not all be appropriately awesome (or even slightly interesting) to kids, so if you are young, LOOK AWAY. That said, there is nothing harmful here, except the occasional swear, which I ask you to edit out with your eyes. Blink blink.
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  • Is it safe to eat raw bacon?

    No. You shouldn't eat any raw pork products. You could get trichinosis and no doubt a number of other food-borne illnesses. With the recent change in food safety standards, I'd frankly cook the crap out of any meat product I purchased before eating it. Even if it's already cooked. Seriously. Keep in mind that I am not a raw bacon expert, I just play one on the web.

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Warning: This Post Contains Vomit. Do not read this post if you are eating, if you’ve just eaten and/or if puke stories make you puke.

So I was going to type out this whole story and then I thought, no, why would I?  I’ve told this story already, I’ll just post the ACTUAL TRANSCRIPT because I know how you like them and besides, it’s probably only slightly funny when it’s fresh.   The story, I mean.   Not the puke.   Enjoy!   Don’t [...]

Christ on a moped, how can I expect you to know every detail of my life if I don’t share these little treasures?

So there we are at a shop and I’m loading The Birdy and The Bun out of the car so I can shout at them in a store filled with breakable items and lo and behold but The Bun won’t come out of the car.
Me:   Get out of the car!
The Bun:  No, I think I’ll [...]

It’s what we doctors, in fact, call a ‘tiger’. Or The Meaning of ‘Fat Thin’.

I think it’s possible that I’ve blogged about this before but I’m too lazy to go through my own archives to check.    It’s also possible that I just thought about blogging it but then blogged about The Bachelorette instead, which is also on tap for today or maybe tomorrow because it’s not like it’s particularly [...]

Yes, It’s Another Actual Transcript.

Tucking The Bun into bed at night always brings on a manic frenzy of “I love you, Mummy, I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU.” Which I know is a delay tactic, but hey, after a long day, a few “I love you”s go a long, long way.
Two nights ago, this is [...]