1. Bug Dude
There’s a huge green grasshopper stalking me.
And I’m a little flattered that someone cares enough to do so.
2. Unfriendly Chick
I mean, seriously, I get that it’s retail- coffee-flavored retail, grant you- but retail nevertheless… And working retail sucks all sorts of hairy monkey balls…
“Where are you going?”
“To the back…”
“Why?”
“Because you keep looking at me like you want me to die.”
Humph. I guess someone ate his shredded wheat this morning.
The Baby’s name was going to be Emily.
Emily Ellis Bell Shakespeare.
Totally pretentious and totally perfect…
Except for the fact that she’d probably end up in a classroom with 12 other Emilys…
And her Valentine’s Day Cards would be addressed to “Emily12“.
Which would totally screw with my…
I need a mother, methinks.
Not any run of the mill type mother though… more along the lines of the scheduling, uber-organized, “I’ve had a slew of children and could do this with my eyes closed and my hands tied to the doorknob with old shoestrings” type of mother who…
In case you’ve been under a rock somewhere in Canada, you know that the Saints are in the Superbowl for the first time EVER. Everything in the state closed down at 3 this afternoon…
And the world smells so good that you wanna stick your head out of the window…
The Spawn of Shakespeare and I find ourselves spending a questioningly healthy amount of time bonding over various episodes, new and repeated, of Bones.
And I keep asking myself whether or not the show is entirely appropriate for children…
On one hand, they can name the majority of the bones…
Let’s play a little game of Judith’s Favorite Thing in the Picture, shall we?
The rules are really simple; just tell me which of the things in the above picture is the thing that I like the best. Don’t be fooled, though, this is not as easy as it…
I now have a *not* unprecedented urge to go out and spend all of my allowance on hot pink fishnets and roller skates.
Wanna come?