Feb 252009

Urgent. Will die without reading.

  • 16:59 Made the mistake of telling Chooch he missed the boat, and now he’s frantically asking “What? Where? Where’s the boat? What?” #
  • 17:15 Er, chooch just announced that he’s busy. Well, excuse me. I’m busy too, watching cartoons. Leave a message, brat. #
  • 17:31 If weeners were manicotti, I’d suck a whole lot more of them. #
  • 20:59 When Chooch takes a bath, he says his hands are “broccoli,” and when I try to tell him its “wrinkly” (or pruney), he flips his shit. #

  • 09:09 I feel like everything I do is so noisy. #
  • 09:21 Well, I did like the TI/Timberlake song. 52359653 plays ago. #
  • 10:00 We’re trading Henry in for Daddy Warbucks. #
  • 10:54 twitpic.com/1o11o – Chooch wants me to read this but these kids are scaring me. That cake looks tasty though. #
  • 11:16 Billy Brown Makes Something Grand? Oh I’m sure he does. #
  • 15:07 Mr. Attitude rolled his eyes at me & followed it w/ a delightful “blah blah blah.” Can’t wait til he’s done with teenage angst. O wait. #
  • 16:01 These tears? From watching previews for The Hills: Season 4. Somewhere along the way, I got ruined. #
  • 16:52 twitpic.com/1o9gz – Reluctantly brought him out for snow play. Gross. #
  • 17:35 Watching Monster Squad with Chooch and hoping he’ll want to start his own. With me as President, of course. I’d make a good president. #
  • 19:22 found a mix of cornbread in the cupboard & rejoiced, then discovered we have no eggs. Shoulda bought that hen when I had the chance. #
  • 19:23 srsly need sugar. shaking. i’m an addict. #
  • 20:47 Chooch, the resident Lady Gaga fanatic, pokes his face every time he hears Poker Face. I’m amazed at how much music he knows already. #
  • 21:43 Impossible to hear the pres address when my kid is crashing toy cars on a candyland board one foot away. #

  • 09:55 God help me. #
  • 11:03 Everything’s calm & then the stupid cat saunters stupidly into the room and its stupid pandemonium. #
  • 12:57 I hate that I’m so sentimental. I wish I could be a stone like @awoodhick. #

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