Daddy: Isabella, what do you want for dinner, sweets? Isabella: Pizza! and Pickles! Daddy: What? are you pregnant? nannyHaydee: Isabella? Do you have a baby in your tummy? Isabella: not anymore. Remember, Haydee….the DRAGON ate it?! sigh. that’s life with Missabella. just like a box of chocolates…i certainly never know…
newsflash: i am a bitch strongly opinionated. this probably won’t be new to many of you. i have strong opinions about many things. music, food, clothing, tv shows, movies. (on my NOT list: Drew Barrymore. fruity martinis. Fergie. celebrity poker. crocs. Rachael Ray. the zoo. indoor swimming. wet cat food….
well, since i’m still trying to recover from some residual stomach gnomes that are shredding my innards (see? who needs Jillian Michaels and her 30-day-shred? MY body shreds itself. awesome) and just thinking about food makes my stomach turn (which really sucks because i had to go back to the…
