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I’m having an uber blissful morning on the beach. All the cherubs have abandoned the surf due to an abundance of jelly fish, leaving me alone to the crashing of the waves. I almost feel sorry for the adults left back at the full beach house. Almost. But alone, I am able to indulge in...
Rise and shine dear imaginary friends. It’s time for the annual beach trip. Your job is to wait right here for the amazing pictures and witty commentary to start flowing in. Because as we all know, the purpose of the annual beach trip is not to vacation, but to create another book. Therefore every moment...
Have you seen this? Or better yet heard it? (You totally have to hear Eraser too.) I wish BNL were jelly so I could spread them all over my body and roll around with them. *This post is dedicated to Reva, for oh so many reasons.
I heart barenaked ladies too!!!
Oh and the band’s pretty good.
(Oh shut up. It had to be done.)
Oh my heck, I cackle just like 7!!! Is it bad that the number 2 joke just made me laugh-spit a tater tot on my keyboard?
Thank you for giving me a reason to live today. I can’t die until I own this CD.
That’s pretty awesome. P.S. You need to blog more. I’m just sayin’.
Holy crap! I’m famous. Pssst, hi Bossy readers. Thanks for stopping by.
Sorry to go all quiet on y’all, but the truth is I almost didn’t survive Spring Break. Just when I thought I’d loose my mind, Jeff whisked me off for a weekend of shopping and hot naked sex in the Big Easy. Man I love that city and that man. They both always seemed to...
I’m so pissed I can’t meet her in Salt Lake! GAH!
I am pissed that you stopped by New Orleans and didn’t look me up. Oh yeah- I’m not in the phone book. Ok, I guess you’re off the hook… this time. J/K!
Lexi, I’m in NO a lot email me a # and I’ll call next time.
I envy people who have this kind of relationship with their father.
I am just glad that I do have a good relationship with my father. Cuz, we used to not get along at all.