Mother's Day 2008
That was all that is awesome and good about the world and life.
I have pictures, but at usual they're on the camera and I'm nowhere near them so at some point I will come back and update this with the real thing. In the meantime this will have to do:
First we posed for the obligatory Mother's Day cuteness photos with the small people
Then we said proper, lady-like, very MOTHERLY goodbyes.
I was so excited to get to Olive Garden I stripped nekkid and did a little dance. I may have even mounted a pole.
Cyn and my mom just kept walking like they even didn't know me.
They do that a lot.
***Pubic hairz may have been intentionally exaggerated to make Niters Skitter...
Goldfish crackers with calcium?!! Cinnamon Special K?!! Skinny Water that supresses your appetite AND burns fat??!!! Are you shitting me? All for so cheap you're practically giving it away?
Canada Sucks.
Proof positive that it all wasn't just a glorious dream....
So. Yes. Yay. I even found the Sketchers that I was about to pay $100 for...for $44.99. Cyn has hot pink pants. We all turned into drug smugglers and each snuck a big bottle of Aleve across the border. That's right. I smuggled drugs through Customs just to get a free pedometer.
You wanna go??!
Incidentally according to said pedometer I walk 5000 steps, or 2 miles before 8 am. Fuck I knew that was one long-assed spooky underground tunnel but I didn't think it was that long! I'm currently at 7000 steps, or just under 3 miles for the day and that's just til noon. Why the shit don't I have the body of a supermodel when I clearly walk 6+ miles a day?
Don't answer that. :p
Last night when I got home Twisty G was still up, as usual. So I crawled into bed with him for a while and we played nosies and whispered super-sekkret stuff to each other and it was pretty much perfection.
Today my bread sticks are kinda stale.
My Heaven-Shoes have covered my feet in blisters.
I don't want to pay $20+ for stupid-eye-cream that I can get for $11 there.
We're right back to shitty asses and snotty noses and groaning bank accounts and deadlines and dishes and all the rest of the fun.
But we had one seriously perfect day.
No complaints here, man.
I have pictures, but at usual they're on the camera and I'm nowhere near them so at some point I will come back and update this with the real thing. In the meantime this will have to do:
First we posed for the obligatory Mother's Day cuteness photos with the small people
Then we said proper, lady-like, very MOTHERLY goodbyes.
I was so excited to get to Olive Garden I stripped nekkid and did a little dance. I may have even mounted a pole.
Cyn and my mom just kept walking like they even didn't know me.
They do that a lot.
***Pubic hairz may have been intentionally exaggerated to make Niters Skitter...
Goldfish crackers with calcium?!! Cinnamon Special K?!! Skinny Water that supresses your appetite AND burns fat??!!! Are you shitting me? All for so cheap you're practically giving it away?
Canada Sucks.
Proof positive that it all wasn't just a glorious dream....
So. Yes. Yay. I even found the Sketchers that I was about to pay $100 for...for $44.99. Cyn has hot pink pants. We all turned into drug smugglers and each snuck a big bottle of Aleve across the border. That's right. I smuggled drugs through Customs just to get a free pedometer.
You wanna go??!
Incidentally according to said pedometer I walk 5000 steps, or 2 miles before 8 am. Fuck I knew that was one long-assed spooky underground tunnel but I didn't think it was that long! I'm currently at 7000 steps, or just under 3 miles for the day and that's just til noon. Why the shit don't I have the body of a supermodel when I clearly walk 6+ miles a day?
Don't answer that. :p
Last night when I got home Twisty G was still up, as usual. So I crawled into bed with him for a while and we played nosies and whispered super-sekkret stuff to each other and it was pretty much perfection.
Today my bread sticks are kinda stale.
My Heaven-Shoes have covered my feet in blisters.
I don't want to pay $20+ for stupid-eye-cream that I can get for $11 there.
We're right back to shitty asses and snotty noses and groaning bank accounts and deadlines and dishes and all the rest of the fun.
But we had one seriously perfect day.
No complaints here, man.