Three and a half year old daughter vs. fridge lock.
Guess who wins.
We didn't need that butter anyway, right? Or the milk. And hey, the cat'll be fine having eaten most of it, as long as she plans on rolling around to wherever she needs to go for the foreseeable.
Mary's sick. And I think it started during Donna and Roy's reception - I don't know if she's picked something up, and there's no way to find out
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Okay, someone care to explain to me exactly -how- apple juice can be in the keyboard of a laptop that's on a surface at least two feet taller than my daughter?
Nothing more fun than having to trail a guy you've busted for several felony gang murders so said gangs don't try and take him out before, during and after he's on trial
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