Monthly Archives: May 2009

find my fecking filter for me. please.

In two short months the Awfully Big Adventure begins. Two months. TWO MONTHS! Two months until we pack up the wagon queen family truckster giant-ass minivan (I assure you, there’s nothing mini about that puppy) and head out on our two-day journey down to Atlanta for our year-long journey. I’m…

do I even want to know?

apparently, my children believe in the tooth fairy. the tooth fairy that they have decided is named Gwyneth. WHAT?

I steal things from hot women. part deux.

I’m going to ignore the fact that before walking into my building this morning, a large gust of wind blew my skirt OVER MY HEAD for many an unsuspecting co-worker to see. smooth. I’m going to ignore the fact that my carpool schedule changed on me and has totally screwed…

things I am doing…

I’m lying in bed, with a lovely little case of the vertigo (happy birthday to ME!), trying not to turn my head too much, hoping my dog doesn’t repeat his vomit-on-the-kitchen-floor moment from this morning (because, of course, like every day, we have people coming to see the house…#73, I…

the phrase “pet peeve” is totally a pet peeve of mine

these may appear to be your average run-of-the-mill steel-toed booties. and you may remember them from such trips as McAli takes Edmonton. but, sigh, you would be wrong to think that they are just any old protective footgear. oh no, these puppies were exactly 87 sizes too big for my…

surprise!

I used to easily be in the top ten worst travelers in the world. easily. I am naturally prone to anxiety (yeehaw!) and if you couple that with the stress of having the race through the airport and the whole “what if someone barfs on the plane” worry AND that…

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