they'd remove that slice of cake from the blogger logo... it makes me feel awfully peckish everytime i see it
wondering
how on earth Blackjack knows the difference between gingham and denim. i tell him to get on his denim bed and he goes straight to it. then i say 'no i meant the gingham bed' and he goes to that one :| how does he know?? he is a DOG.
saw this woman
advertising her wares on the freeway last night. first of all, it never rains in southern california, e-v-veryone knows that... Barry Manilow even sang a song about it. and secondly, people who like pretty umbrellas don't usually also love skulls- they like polka dots and burberry and strawberry shortcake and things like that. just sayin', mrs skull umbrella :|
still wondering
whatever possessed Danny to stick a tic tac up his NOSE and get it lodged there.... why???!
loving
the pretty orchid in our bathroom. it was FIVE DOLLARS at the somewhat terrifying but awesomely cheap mexican supermarket. you could also get an entire sheep's head (with eyes looking right at you) or a big pack of chickens' feet... i got the orchid instead :|
planning
never ever ever to shop at ebay or half.com again. i bought 3 things on 18 sept and am still patiently watching for the mailman each and every day, waiting for my things to arrive. soooo not cool :|
hating
that the spellchecker always underlines soooo, like it isn't a word. it should be a word, meaning very much so :|
still lamenting
that nowhere had apples to pick yesterday... stupid California. Massachusetts has apples, i bet...
he stuck a tic tac up his nose, he stuck a tic tac up his nose!!!! - I stuck a tic tac up MY nose when I was little and you have no idea how elated i feel because HE stuck a tic tac up his nose too!
ReplyDeleteDo you remember red tic tacs. People say they didn't exist but, I'm sorry, they are wrong, cos I stuck a red tic tac up my nose and I couldn't get it out and it went all juicy and the colour started to run out but the actual thing was still lodged in there tight.
I told my parents I had a nose bleed and they didn't believe me cos it was a really pinky red colour and finally I confessed and my mother worried about hospitals an my father offered me a combination of snuff and money. I got it out It still tasted good.