Tuesday-Friday, Tuesday-Saturday . . . Whatever. I Blame Some Server in California.
This blog is becoming something of a lackadaisical Tuesday (late) recap of my weekend and then a Friday “oh-shit-here-comes-the-NEXT-weekend-look-at-what-I-did-this-week” post. Y’know what I think of that? Oh, shit . . . here:
- This morning, I poured the last of a carton of milk on my Life cereal. I went to the fridge to get the next unopened milk and grabbed the apple juice instead. Which I needed anyway, but I proceeded to pour some of that onto my cereal. And followed it up with more milk. Good thing my nose was stuffed up, or that apple-milky-cinnamon-y Life concoction would’ve grossed me right the fuck out.
- I was trash-talking with Patricia on IM yesterday about her Cowboys’ chances in the now-officially started football season. This gave rise to a bet to see whose team will do better—T.O. and the ‘Boys, or the reigning Super Bowl Champion Pittsburgh Steelers. The loser has perform a mildly humiliating task . . . and provide photographic evidence via his or her blog. (That’d be her blog.)
- If when your daughter is getting into bed after taking a “poop” and says her “booty” hurts, and you suggest, “Would you feel better if someone put ointment on your butthole?” Yeah, your loving partner is totally gonna let you handle that job.
Posted by Scott-san on 09/09 at 07:37 AM
So how did the ointment work out with the butthole thing?
They grow up so fast, don’t they?
Posted by teahouseblossom on 09/10 at 01:57 PM
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