She's WAY cuter than I am. And don't think she doesn't know it. She has turned into such a little manipulator. How can you say no to a face like that, even if it is hidden under a polka dotted hat and sunglasses?
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Anonymous said…
Oh man, she's too adorable! But she gets it from her mom ;)
I don't normally do any sort of political posting. I simply don't have time to brush up on stuff like I used to pre-toddler. Point is, if you read past this paragraph, and you get pissed off, don't say you weren't warned. This coming Tuesday is going to be a big day in the history of this great country. And regardless of how you voted, you can't help but admit that it's exciting times. For once, in our life times, we get to be a part of a huge moment that didn't involve the death of millions of people. Or of Brad and Angelina adopting another shade of kid. That being said, Barack Obama is just a man. Regardless of the color of his skin, he is not going to cure the economy, he is not going to stop the fighting, he is not going to banish unemployment, and he is not going to house the homeless. Sure, he may take steps towards that, but realistically, until he is in office for more than just one term, those steps won't even begin to matter. The econ
So, okay. How do I start this? It's kind of random, but it bothers me EVERY stinking time I see it. Because it's a ruination (and yes, dammit, that's a word) of innocence. And funnily enough, it's a CONSTANT ruination of innocence by someone who used to capitalize like a mo-fo on innocencism (also a word). She had that shit down to an ART. And yet on her blog , every day, all the time, ALL THE TIME, I see it. The ruination of innocencism. MJRFLT DOES NOT STAND FOR MAJOR FLIRT! *breathing heavily through nostrils in disgust with pursed lips while glaring* When I was in middle school for chrissakes, (YOU HEAR ME? MIDDLE SCHOOL), I tried to come up with something that would define me for my very first email address. All my other friends had cool email names like...oh i don't know, I can't remember that far back, but just know that they were cool and I was under a lot of pressure. You can't work too hard in getting that email address just right. It st
Apparently that intangible weirdness that I blogged about yesterday snuck over to my house while I was driving home, because when I got there, there it was in all it's random glory. Even Smoodge got the vibe. She fell asleep on the drive home, which she does occasionally, and then she'll either just go down for the night or sleep for a few hours, wake up to eat, then go back to bed. Not last night. Last night as soon as I her into her bed she started crying like someone was pinching the skin on the back of her arm as hard as they could. Which is unusual for her because she rarely cries. Not for real anyway. So moving right along, she goes to bed, and then I'm trying to get stuff done before I head to bed. When I get finished, I notice that it's 1 in the morning. WTF? Did the weird vibe that snuck into my apartment set all my clocks forward 3 hours because I could swear it was closer to 10pm! I head off to bed, and immediately start having a nightmare. But no
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