Dear Loyal Readers:
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Not only did you vote me into the top ten Blogs in Babeland, you made me number one!
You’re all number one in my book,
When you chatter non-stop, you drive Mommy nuts. So when I tell you to, “Be quiet,” that does not mean you should continue to chatter in a whisper. It means, “Shut the hell up,” but that would be rude so I don’t say that.
Now you know.
Love you lots,
When you ask for something for Christmas, make sure you know what it is you’re asking for. When you come up to me and say, “You know how I asked you for an I-Pod from Christmas? Well, now I know what it is,” I have to pick my jaw up off the floor and stammer for something to say.
Mommy’s not usually at a loss for words and being stumped by a five year old is just not cool.
Dear Jack-In-The-Box Bathroom Designers:
What's up with the mirror? Or should I say lack thereof above the sink? There used to be one, I can see the brackets.
I had to use the one on the wall behind me (opposite the sink) to make sure I didn't have any stray ketchup on my face. It would have been more conveinent to take care of that with a little water from the sink while I was still in front of it.
Oh, wait a minute. At one point both mirrors were up (one above the sink & one directly behind) and people got tired of being able to see how fat their butts are getting from eating all that fast food, right?
Don't you think it would have made more sense to take down the mirror opposite the sink?
I'm just saying,
That’s all I’ve got to say. To see what others are saying, visit Kat at 3 Bedroom Bungalow.
- I couldn't see how big my butt got after eating that crispy chicken sandwich and curly fries with my DIET Coke.
- I've recovered from Cupie's revelation. She is not getting an I-Pod for Christmas, case closed.
- Bedtime comes at 8PM every day for Stinkles. Serenity now!
- I have the best readers EVER!