Tuesday, May 5, 2009
o blessed art thou, mars incorporated
some days, the only thing standing between me and some serious jail time is a bag of m&m's.
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overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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May
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- crabby old lady is crabby about...
- things i never thought i'd need to say, installmen...
- this is why i'm still trying to get the beds made ...
- make way for octuplets
- i am easily amused
- the wicked witch of the upper midwest
- no. no, no, no. and no.
- the four seasons
- "i have hay in my pants!"
- o blessed art thou, mars incorporated
- bad performance art
- another one for the baby book
- another sign of the end times
- the ill-logic of motherhood
- may day
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May
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i SAID
- [sound of scream here]
- beeyatch
- chicks rule and boys drool
- crabby old lady
- crash bang splat
- food and drink
- for real?
- funny monkeys
- i had a brain somewhere
- kill the groundhog
- love and marriage
- mommy madness
- my carcass
- oopsie
- peanut patrol
- scandihoovians
- things that really matter
- trifles and frippery
- when it started to begin
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