"She's like a pez dispenser - when you step on her, she cracks into pieces."
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Too much "news"
Which is worse - to do something wrong with good intentions or to watch something bad happen and do nothing?
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Owch, mine eyes
So,painful doodles are only ever really accomplished after a glass or two of wine...
Oh,and here is a cool picture I got of some monkshood and the back of the piano Mr was moving...
Oh,and here is a cool picture I got of some monkshood and the back of the piano Mr was moving...
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Points for being an old man
I cleaned. I cleaned and I haaaate cleaning. I haaaaaaaaaate cleaning cat vomit. You left me little option after hurling all over the computer cables under my desk you little varmint.
So, I cleaned and I set you up with your own little bed box under there (maybe that will contain the pukies?). Now use it. Noooooo, don't you hurl on my new chair pad.
You're lucky you're old and sorta cute (when you're not being menacing or throwing up).
So, I cleaned and I set you up with your own little bed box under there (maybe that will contain the pukies?). Now use it. Noooooo, don't you hurl on my new chair pad.
You're lucky you're old and sorta cute (when you're not being menacing or throwing up).
Let the cursing commence
I took a beautiful and unexpected day off from work yesterday to drive down to the Danish whorehouse supply store (better known to people that aren't my husband as Ikea). Without Mr there to censor me, I bought ridiculous amounts of absolute junk.
Anyhow, was looking for a little table for my laptop in the office & found one that folds out of the wall. Of course, this is Ikea. So that means flat-pack furniture. Yay. I was wishing that I had the many hands of Shiva. Fortunately, there's that husband who will put up with a lot of abuse. I don't know what I will do when he throws me to the curb.
Anyhow, was looking for a little table for my laptop in the office & found one that folds out of the wall. Of course, this is Ikea. So that means flat-pack furniture. Yay. I was wishing that I had the many hands of Shiva. Fortunately, there's that husband who will put up with a lot of abuse. I don't know what I will do when he throws me to the curb.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
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