Longest hangover in the history of hangovers, ever.
I think I am finally over Tuesday nights hangover only to have it be replaced by the most heinous cramps in the history of cramps. I’m disassociating from my entire lower half. Below the ribcage I do not exist.
I have nothing to wear. In this closet of hugish proportions nothing fits or looks good on me or is appropriate to the weather. I would like to wear my new shoes but the leather squeaks if I wear them without hose. Hose do not look right with a summer dress. and if I am going to wear hose I might as well wear my boots and a cute skirt except that it is hot as all fuck in this town. But it will be cold later in the evening. You see, Vim and I are going to go eat out together and then see a movie with out the kiddo. So it would be nice if I wore something other than jeans a smelly 3 day old t-shirt.
Should I blow off my mom’s group meeting? Kiddo would enjoy the play cafe today but I would just be fretting about getting home in time.
I made this cute hedgehog shirt for Mr. Pants last weekend.
It came out well and I am immensely proud of it. It would def. be better if I had a serger to finish the seams.
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July 18, 2009 at 2:28 pm
Oh SUCH a cute shirt!
July 19, 2009 at 6:13 pm
could the answer be ankle sox? They are very cute shoes.
I missed your post about the mean mum and her two awful offspring and I have to say I would’ve probably done the same thing, and then regretted it afterwards too. It doesn’t mean you’re a bad parent, it means you are a human one. Jack’s probably too young to get a detailed explanation from you, but unless you make a daily habit of it, he won’t turn out too bad. In contrast a mum who won’t discipline her children will have two incredible brats to deal with and deserves everything she gets when those two end up in juvenile detention (ok, so I’m over-extrapolating, but you get it, right?).
I had a wake-up call when some jerk took the parking spot I had been patiently waiting 5 minutes for and yelled out “Cock head!” and a little voice from the back seat echoed “Cock ‘ead”. If ‘jerk’ is the worst he can say, then you’re one step ahead of me.
it is a very cute shirt- I wished I had enough of that fabric to make one for patrick this last summer.
cramps suck.
July 19, 2009 at 7:07 pm
The shirt is way cute, but the kid…ADORABLE. The blue eyes! And those blonde barely there eyebrows!
July 20, 2009 at 7:26 am
i just snorted a little bit of red wine when i read jen’s comment about paddy saying “cock ‘ead”!
that shirt is amazing! both of my sewing machines have officially died halfway through reupholstering our sofa. grrrr….
July 20, 2009 at 12:33 pm
hahahaha. cock head. I like it. waaaay better than dickmunch. I told Vim that if Jack’s first words were dickmunch he would be seriously fired.
Jack does occasionally say ‘shit!’ but at this point he could maybe be saying sit or something else… heh.
July 30, 2009 at 12:26 am
It is adorable- the shirt and so is he. Now I must go read the post about the awful mom and two offspring to make sure it isn’t me
!!
August 9, 2009 at 8:56 pm
HEDGEHOGS! <3