it hasnt been bloody at all but i don't know another song about sundays... manic sunday...? no it's monday... i don't like sundays... nope, monday again. at the catholic school i went to, saying bloody would totally make Sister Barbara's eyes pop out and her jaw drop in fake horror.... the word God was quite acceptable though.
so today after reading countless insanely dull articles about sugar cookie dough i attempted to conquer my nemesis once and for all. i copied the recipe VERFRICKINGBATIM even rolling it and leaving it in the fridge 3 painful hours before cutting out my bats and cats and ghosts. they STILL fell apart.... asshole cookie dough, world war 4 is soooo ON!
yawwwwn.... too tired to add anything but pictures tonight..... a busy weekend at the rice corporation for sure
at the pumpkin patch yesterday.... they could only take home a pumpkin they could carry :)
somewhere behind that cloud of candy floss is Danny, hyperactive and very sticky
our hero rescues Sam from the under the huge pumpkin
at Mandibu this morning with Miss Dana and Ryan....
a sign from God that i must buy the beach house behind her... right?
Ryan and Danny and Oreo cookies for lunch (Ryan is 3 days older than Danny)
Danny and I brave the scary fish restaurant once again
rescued from a greasy placemat and placed against my heart where he belongs <3
What I read in November 2020
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It’s almost the end of the year! The kids are going to be done with school
any day now, I am so excited. That means my book reading will go down
signific...
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