THE BLOG
Em drew this picture of her ‘family’. At least that’s what she told me. I just don’t know what’s more disturbing, that she left her oldest brother out, or that the male family members she did include are anatomically correct. And yes, I did ask why on both accounts. Only now I wish I hadn’t....
“Everything about that outfit makes me what to punch her in the face. Does that make me a bad person?” “No honey, that makes you a good person with violent tendencies.” “Oh, okay. Good.”
Reminds me of the time Cranky Boss Lady & I were discussing whether or not I need therapy (I say yes, she says no). She told me I was one of the most “together” people she knew and then she said, “I mean you’re not out there gunning people down in the grocery store.”
And I said, “Yeah, but I want to REAL bad all the time.”
So I guess it’s not the tendencies that count so much as what you do with them, huh?
I do that with outfits. Something funny, is that it never bugs me to see total slackers who have obviously just thrown something on and gone on errands (Which would be my reflection most of the time).
It is when they are obviously TRYING and just screw it up that brings out the violence in me. Sad.
I’m just wondering what she could have been wearing to bring that on.
MK, picture this: 40+ year old woman in gold lame leopard print blouse, and black slacks that LACED UP the sides. She needed a good beatin, that’s all I’m saying.
oh yeah, I’d have to agree on that one!
There’s comes a time when we all must admit to ourselves, and maybe even others, that November is all about quantity baby, not quality. I guess I’m just learning to accept that how things work here at DRY Ink.
I’m at the point where I’m asking myself why I’m doing this, is it worth it, and will I hate myself if I stop now. lol
quantity over quality, yep.
If that’s the way you want to roll, that’s fine. But why do y’all put yourselves through this?
Overheard from the dinning room table last night: “What’s the next word, daddy?” “Dime.” “Dime?” “Yeah, ‘dime’, as in ‘dime bag’. ‘Dime’ as in ‘drop a dime’.” From the living room: “Jeff!” “What?! I’m just keeping it Rillll?” *Other title considered: When White People Go Wrong
I like the second title better.
That second title reminds me of when I was telling a friend the lyrics to the chorus of Kanye West’s “Gold Digger,” which include the “n-word.” She looked at me and said, “You sound sooooo white right now.” I’m pretty sure that in that moment, “white” was a synonym for “like an idiot.”
I like the current title. It just makes me laugh to imagine Jeff saying “I’m just keeping it Rillll”
Dime bag.. ha ha ha ha ha!
Jeff rocks!
Thats like yesterday when I leaned down to Karen who was sitting with the kids watching the very cheap looking SC parade floats.. Noting the plethora of cheesily commercial ads I asked “I wonder when the Montreal Street Hookers Association float will be by?..
and why does no one have a nose??
I would have run shrieking from the room! Ok, maybe I would have played it cool, but I would have shrieked as SOON as they were out of earshot!!!!
Well at least they have appendages- you can’t accuse the boys of not being boys! 😉
Mom has the biggest ears because she’s the best listener, right? 🙂