Okay, maybe a few. I’ve never been so honored in my life. What can I say? I’m a naughty minx.
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Okay, maybe a few. I’ve never been so honored in my life. What can I say? I’m a naughty minx.
It has suddenly come to my attention that Em did not get a birthday letter due to a certain hurricane ripping through our little patch of the world. This is not the first birthday she has lost. Katrina came to play only days before her 3rd birthday. This got me thinking of a lovely little...
Marking my planner now. Thanks for the heads up!
In addition to being my anniversary, October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. (Hence going pink around here, in case you haven’t noticed) Coincidence? I think not. So please, have regular check ups. Do self exams, or have your husband do them. And just take care of yourselves. Mom’s don’t spend enough time doing that,...
yes, God Bless the Ta-Ta’s!
There’s a guy that comes in the shop where I work, he’s always joking about how he and his friend will do free breast exams. He said their vision of Heaven is just acres and acres of boobs–I said, yeah and when you guys get there, there will be two more. (I think I’ve blogged about that, but I was so proud of it, I just CAN’T let it go.)
MM, nice one, I’d be proud of that too!
Despite all my desperate attempts to have Murphey, the dumb ass wonder dogg, put to sleep he is instead having minor surgery in the morning to relieve a hematoma in his right ear. Obviously, Jeff has engaged his rarely used, but once stated then omnipotent, veto power to arrange this little operation, which will leave...
Awww…poor Murph. Suck it up woman and help that animal.
Thanks for the heads up. I shall now be checking MY dinner bowl every night as well!
Good idea, Jeff. You just never know with this one.
You should be doing that already, how long have you been married to me?
Seriously, how long have you been married to her, Jeff? It’s always safe to check the dinner bowl with BfBelle around.
True and actual conversation with 7 yr old Jack, while sitting in the car: How do the 2 sided love bugs survive? That’s two separate love bugs. What!? Why do you think they call them love bugs? I wish you could have seen his face.
HA!!
Still laughing out loud in my office as I type this. That puts a whole new spin on the birds and the bees conversation. I love it!
What?! Really?! I didn’t know that! I thought they were like conjoined twins or something.
For the record, your “eight naughty parts” are my favorite…
But then, that was probably obvious.