December 2010
“You’re not bald, you’re just taller than your hair.”-Abby”
– Psych
In Honor of Christmas
My belief in Santa Claus was faked for about 3 or 4 years after I actually stopped believing. (Really Mom, “Santa wants a Dr Pepper this year”?) Once my parents knew I knew, I assumed they would be less worried about getting me the presents I wanted, so I prolonged the process for as long as I could hold out with out looking like a weird, home-schooled kid. Luckily, I realized that I...
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“If ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ were candy and nuts, we’d all...”
"Mom, how many times did you drop this kid?"
Today I had to taxi my brother around.
I seriously have NO CLUE what goes through that boys head. My guess is nothing. I drop him off downtown around noon and say, “What time do I go get you?” He responds, “Around 6 or 7 tonight.”
Ok, I have like six hours to go get stuff done and let the dogs out that I’m dog sitting and feed them. I go to my house and chill and...
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“A New Yorker would have to make $123,322 a year to have the same standard of...”
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A Continuation of the Christmas List
I want these antlers from the Glee Christmas episode. Becky was Max the dog from How the Grinch Stole Christmas and her antlers were ADORABLE. I’ve been searching for some, but I may have to make them myself.
Or perhaps one of my craftier friends could help me :) *cough* Kerry
Adventures with Tola: Part 3
This morning was yet another opportunity to loudly encourage Tola into doing well on her final.
Yara and I were much sneakier this morning though. I dressed like I wouldn’t possibly want to leave the house, complete with holy sweats and slippers, while Yara made up some boy related excuse. We let her leave normally, walking towards the bus stop, while we followed slowly from behind. We...
