Archive for November, 2007

Go Read It Today, Friday, November 30, 2007

Fucking awesome. And I'll let you all in on a not-so-secret secret. Since before I even had kids, I wanted one of my kids to be a great drummer.

I agree.

Welcome!

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Go Read It Today, Thursday, November 29, 2007

Visit.

Snort! Good to know. Wow, ouch.

Beautiful. Hey, they're all smiling — it's a Thanksgiving Miracle!!

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On this, the National Day of Eating and Food Worship, I present to you: advertisers who think we are morons

Can you imagine a pair of jeans that WOULDN'T make these chicks look slim? Seriously, that would be a real feat of engineering. What are they, size 2? Build a pair of pants that makes them look like fatasses and I'll applaud your mad skilz. But this, on the other hand, is just fucking insulting.

Lee Jeans Suck

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I'm pretty sure this means that with or without a handbasket, we're going to Hell

We were out walking today when the boys saw a cross on a hill and shouted "LOOK Mommy, it's PIRATE TREASURE!"

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I now find myself in the odd position of hoping that Heaven is highly overrated.

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Another sign I married well

We go on vacation and not only does Craig go to the grocery store on arrival, but he takes one of the kids with him to give me a break and returns with this for me:

sexiest man alive

Of course, I prefer Clooney, but the magazine wasn't a bad read :)

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Go Read It Today, Saturday, November 17, 2007

Are you a Drupal goddess? Please go chat with Wendy.

SNORT! (At our house the answer would be "legos")

Hell yeah.

(And this is probably the last GRIT post until after Thanksgiving. I'm taking a break to do absolutely nothing :)

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Go Read It Today, Friday, November 16, 2007

Whoa, now that's commitment. My kind of cooking.

Other people suck.

I think I've been to this doctor before.

"We're weird." But I love it!

I've got no answer here. Do you?

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Keep your hands where I can see 'em, Buddy

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I really heart Kindergarten.

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Go Read It Today, Wednesday, November 14, 2007

SNORT!

I love anyone who says this: "I don't know where these facts came from, but they're so gross they have to be legit." Ack.

If I wrote this post it would have been called "Why I hate telephones"

We are all so very glad you are here.

This happened to Craig's underwear one time. Is there anyone in the world who drycleans cotton boxers?

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A note on my hand, that should work. Right?

At some point this morning while dropping kids off at school I wrote a note to myself on my hand. I try not to do that because it isn't the greatest look to sport, plus I don't want my kids to start drawing on themselves (more). But during kid dropoff I resort to it because it is such a crazy time anyway.

So this morning there was something I needed to remind myself of and I wrote on my hand. I wrote "DATE." And that's all. And I remember thinking at the time that of course I would remember what that meant. I mean, it is so obvious, right?

Hmm, no. Around 10am I noticed the note there and thought to myself "What the fuck is this??" And went on with the rest of my day.

I instant messaged Craig that I needed him to talk to Mike's kindergarten teacher at pickup today. He has his first field trip the week after Thanksgiving, and I filled out the permission slip this morning. I wasn't quite sure of today's date, so I just entered "11/  /07" next to my signature. But oops, I forgot to fill it in!

Craig said he'd make sure he finished the form at pickup, and crisis averted. I didn't give it a second thought until later when I was in the car and saw my hand on the steering wheel.

"DATE"

I didn't even remember that's what the note was for when I was doing what I had wanted to remember in the first place! I think I need some sort of brain transplant.

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