Friday, October 22, 2010
10. Your wife's been in the bathroom with the plumber for two hours.
9. Something to do while you make toast.
8. You want a really quick divorce and you don't care if she gets the house.
7. You can make sure you turned the oven off at the same time.
6. What better way to get rid of that stubborn soap ring.
5. No TV in the bathroom.
4. Who says you can't pee where you have sex.
3. A watched pot never boils.
2. The dishwasher is broken.
1. You can't get yelled at for not flushing a sink.
Monday, September 6, 2010
I've been really busy with my business and my other blog and related activities. Oh yeah, and my family. Them. Trophy Husband, kids one two and three, or as I like to call them Lasagne, fettuccine, linguine and angel hair have all kept me hopping this summer. The dog doesn't have a pasta name. He's a dog. He can get a pasta name when he makes his own breakfast.
Since the pastas are going back to school and my life has been non-stop-funny, I'll be updating this blog again on a regular basis, so keep your pants on, "I'll be back" with all the things I learned over the Summer.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
I.... killed the wabbit.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Guitar Boy finally passed Algebra.
Friday, January 8, 2010
I'm tired of women using their boobs to draw attention to themselves. I recently unfollowed two women whom I followed peacefully on Twitter without incident until they decided they needed to change their avatars to boob shots. Just boobs. Boobs in a tight shirt. No face. Juuuust the boobs.
What is THAAAT? I DMed one of my BFFs. Who needs attention that much? It's not like they're hookers. I don't follow hookers. It's exasperating. I think she told me "I know, I saw that- just unfollow the whores". So I did.
Oh, and before you think this is some flat-chested non-boober going on a jealous rant, think again. I'm stacked. Always have been, always will be. Lots of women are, sometimes over-stacked. In fact, I'm writing a post for my new style blog www.doesthislookgoodonme.wordpress.com which will probably be entitled "What About My Boobs?" because I got some input about a recent post. Women need advice on how to dress around their boobs and work the jewelry with them. I'm on it. And I have no problem with this. I'm sure it can be done tastefully.
But unless you're a plastic surgeon? Give us all a break? If you're not for sale? Have a little class and self-respect. Put away the boobs. I already know what they look like. And I don't need four.
Addendum: "What about my Boobs?" post is now live at http://doesthislookgoodonme.wordpress.com/