And The Award For The Vehicle Most Smelling Of Death Goes To...

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As a rule, surprises piss me off.

But not this one.




Thank you Everyday Goddess for the award. It was quite unexpected and I humbly accept.

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Oh.  And just so you don't think I'm full of shit:

The keychain and statue from that post.

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I don't get the obsession with silly bands, but my kids have been sucked in just like millions of others.

Owen is pretty cute about them.  Putting them on.  Taking them off.  Repeatedly.  And quizzing me on what they are.

I do enjoy the fact that Owen sometimes calls them 'Wiggly Bands'.

But the best part is the sign that he's made up for them:

The sign for Silly, duh, followed by a dramatic air guitar - you know,  for BAND.

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I've known this for some time.  But did you know that Sherri not only writes a fun blog, makes cute little dudes, but now also gives great header?

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Several have asked why I'm not on Twitter.

Well.  I am.  But never tweet.

I discovered how easy it is to tweet from my CrackBerry.  So. If you must know:

Tweefuckingeeet.

I don't imagine I'll last.  I keep calling it Twatter in my head.

And I haven't yet decided if I think it's for pussies. 

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I'd been on "vacation" for a few weeks.   

There was that whole trip up north that was anything but relaxing.  Then back home to house, kids, day in day out drudgery that also felt little like vacation.

Saturday night I ditched the family and spent the night at my sister's house.  I planted my ass on her couch, ingested copious amounts of junk food, drank the same in wine,  and watched TWELVE episodes of Weeds.

Popped my Weeds cherry and became an instant whore.

Need to find a way to justify joining NetFlix for sole purpose of satisfying my Weeds fix.

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Also?

My new girl crush:

How hot is she?

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Dear critter who crawled up some one's ass, crawled out, rolled in garbage, crawled into the vent in my car and died, causing my car to reek of critter who has crawled up some one's ass, crawled out, rolled in garbage and died;

Fuck You.

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More random, possibly more hot chicks, and hopefully fewer decaying critters at UnMom