(*and by busy, I completely mean lazy.)
Urgent. Will die without reading.
- 07:14 I’m subtitling 2008 as The Year I Gave My Dentist Too Much Money. #
- 07:21 Chooch has determined his breakfast to be a red freezepop. #
- 10:56 On the way home from work last nite I had a clear vision of a jagged piece of glass slicing through half my face and one eyeball. Awesome. #
- 04:32 At one point last night, Christina noted that an entire hour passed without me mentioning murder. Gold star alert. #
- 05:07 The dinner Henry made me looks uncannily like dog food, which is apropos I guess. Tastes good though. #
- 05:56 Was standing still in front of my desk, lost balance and half-fell. Sent a fork catapulting through air. 1 witness. #
- 06:00 Me: Eleanore, remember when I totally fell? Eleanore: Uh, yeah babe. It was five minutes ago. #
- 08:36 Shit I hate Tina so bad that it makes me laugh murderously. HAHAHAHAMURDER.#
- 09:41 were my arms too short to ransom you from leper’s skin and snacks of glue? #
- 10:52 Henry: what kind of woman are you? You don’t carry Kleenex or have tampons. #
- 12:47 Henry just explained to me the concept of fire and how it doesn’t get along with clothing. #
- 14:46 She makes me feel pretty. #
- 17:43 Saw a dead fish in a pond and henry gently reminded me that animals really do die. Except it wasn’t so gentle. #
- 20:15 Chooch is now the owner of a neon pink fish named Switchblade. Wagering with Henry on who kills it first: Chooch, the cats, me. #
- 21:20 Chooch’s head is big enough to use as an ottoman. #
- 23:36 I think part of my eye just peeled off. #
- 10:00 I know this comes as a shock, but: 2-year-old + pet fish = what was I thinking? #
Other than that, I spent my weekend chasing my kid through a cemetery, getting all up in Henry’s hair, eating pizza, watching through my fingers as the Penguins lost, being treated to a good grilled cheese lunch by my friend Jess, wishing I was in Ohio, and getting lost in my own ‘hood.
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