so we are just hours away from 2008!!!! I feel the need to hit the candy machine 3 times, take up cigar smoking, guzzle some Jack, call the kids and swear at them and then steal my boss’s stapler. I believe Resolutions are so much more fun to make when you know you can keep them. Here’s to keeping the promises you make yourself this year…and to a boss that doesn’t miss his stapler.
can a person fall into a fudge coma?
Did you know Bob Barker wants you to spend close to $1000? Seriously, mr “blue eyes white dragon soon to be blue eyes brown dragon” ” jet” ” lightning” (the kids insist I use his full name) had to be “you know what-ed” today. If I had opted for the pedicure and hand fed mice, I could have spent that much. Not that he’s not worth every penny (for my friend with the abundance of felines at home). but really.
Did we get 10 inches of rain last weekend? Ok maybe thats what I told my South Dakota “peeps” stuck in a blizzard.
Whether it was 2 feet or a little over one inch (Sky Harbor you are such a perfectionist) I always avoid turning into “crabster mom” by letting everyone splash around outside. I figure it’s the closest thing I have to teach my kids about frostbite. And a great way to see if Brand X detergent really does what the commercial promises. It doesn’t. Unless you like the look of white and brown polka dotted socks. By the way, have you ever been hit by a “clayball?”.
At my house, it’s either that or wadding up that cottony white stuff they sell for “Christmas Village” settings. Anyway, this morning my son was talking about our puddle jumping and one mother told him only pigs play in puddles. The nerve! Yeah, so now I’ll be the one oinking at her tomorrow.
Possibly sharing the joy of a clayball?
