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The only thing I love more than writing is talking.

I’ve actively blogged for over three years. It’s a great way to speak in cyberspace and hope that someone, anyone, is listening and can relate to what you’re going through.

One of the most exciting connections I have made through blogging is with a couple of radio personalities who allow me and my friend, Melissa, to come on their show every Thursday morning to promote momaha.com.

The Pat & JT Show on KQKQ-FM (98.5 FM) is a morning radio program hosted by the legendary duo, Pat and Jill, aka JT. They pretty much rock the Omaha metro area.

So you can imagine my excitement when I was asked to do something that I only dreamed was possible…meet my best friend every week to promote our blogging and spill stories over the airwaves to entertain listeners.

If you’ve ever wanted to know the voice behind the posts you read on maternalmedia.com, take a listen. (Disclaimer: My laugh is super loud and annoying.)

I am not a lawyer so I don’t know all the fancy terminology…but here’s my best shot: The audio clip you’re about to listen to is property of NRG Media. You may not rebroadcast this clip without permission. The views expressed in this clip are mine and mine alone. They are not shared by any sponsors or advertisers. Call your doctor if you experience any of these side effects: gut busting, eye rolling, head nodding, or teary eyes. Listen at your own risk. Maternalmedia.com, its owner, and its owner’s dog assume no responsibility for your actions. Enjoy!

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A few people have asked me why I created maternalmedia.com. They ask if everything is still going ok with momaha.com. This post will sum up why I still love writing for momaha (and always will), but why I needed another outlet to publish information that isn’t exactly appropriate to run on a website that is funded by our city’s major newspaper.

You see, my family can pretty much be summed up as overly competitive dysfunction junction. Not my family as in me,  my husband, and our three children (although we have issues like everyone else). I mean MY family, like the people who raised me and their extended clan before my husband proposed to me.

I received an unbelievable award yesterday. I wrote about the Leader for Life honor back in February. Momaha.com’s editor wrote a nice event recap too.

So I was basically on top of the world yesterday. Then, come Friday morning, I receive arguably one of the funniest e-mails ever from my cousin Jen. She consistently complains (rightfully so) that I do everything in my power to steal the limelight every chance I get from her and the rest of my cousins.

Sit back and enjoy…

My dearest cousin:

You are probably unaware that you have affected my day already and it is only 9:20, and let me tell you why. I was eating my breakfast when I decided to log on to Facebook and check out the usual Friday morning smattering of TGIF’s when I see an article posted about my pretty princess of a cousin accomplishing yet another feat that many other women could only hope to achieve.

Jen’s breakfast.

I pose one question, who’s ass do I have to kiss to log on to Facebook one time, and not see you being inducted into the world’s greatest HUMAN BEING EVER Hall of Fame?!  Geez Louise, I mean I can really only compare how I feel to what it would probably be like to be Jesus’ younger, slightly more awkward, red-headed step brother.  This is ridiculous.  The one bit of satisfaction I did get out of the article was the other attached photo of you sitting at a table, clearly not crossing your legs in a dress.

My offensive act is caught on film.

But that’s it!  Congratulations, you have done it again.  You have somehow managed to make the shadow we all live in colder than the shady side of an iceberg, you are heartless.

Good day to you,

Jen