February 13, 2007

It’s snowing out today. I hate snow. I’m quite certain I’ve mentioned this before but if not, I’m telling you now and if I have said it before, you probably forgot, so I’m being sweet and reminding you. That’s just the kind of person I am.
I was going to go outside and take a picture of the snow for you but you’ve probably seen snow before at some point and that would require me getting off my ass, putting on layers of clothes, getting boots on and taking my camera, turning it on and snapping a photo. I’m really lazy sick so I can’t. So I improvised and used a picture that my 6 year old drew of 2 snowmen/women/people. You get the idea. On a brighter note, we’re getting a chinook in a couple of days so hopefully that bitch, Mother Nature will get her freakin’ ass in gear and MELT THE SNOW. Like come on, you’re getting help from the chinook winds, so it’s not like you’ve got to do the whole process yourself. Just get it done.
Not only is it snowing out, it’s cold. Cold like a witche’s tit. Not that I’ve EVER felt or even seen a witche’s tit, but that’s how the saying goes. My 2 oldest offspring have decided to take a bus ride all the way down south to the other end of the city so Sean can buy dead mice babies. I know that sounds slightly like serial killer-ish behavior but the mice are for his reptiley thingies. I think they’re called geikos. I’ll show you a picture of one. Hold on while I find one. Like you’re hanging on the edge of your seat with baited breath, waiting to see a picture of a stupid creepy crawly thing.
My youngest son is home today sick. That’s all I have to say about that. I’m sure you don’t want any graphic details of that sickness. You can well imagine stuff all on your own.
Well I’m quite a bore today so I won’t make you suffer through any more of this drizzle. No, drivel. See, I can’t even think of the correct words. It’s the snow. It’s made me snow blind. Or snow retarded. You choose.
*Edit*
I found that picture you’ve all been dying to see. Here is a geiko thingy. On my daughter’s face. I was thrilled when my son showed me.

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February 13th, 2007 at 10:00 pm, Chris Says:
Okay..that pic is toooo damn funny and WAY cute!
February 15th, 2007 at 3:03 pm, Tara Says:
I don’t like the thingy on Miss face, she is brave, or young….I just rather see her pretty little face without a reptile on it. Eww, makes me shutter.
But I do love your new blog space, very nice indeed! Congrats!
February 16th, 2007 at 12:52 pm, Karly Says:
I just found your blog from the comments at Troll Baby and knew the minute I read the title to this post that I was going to absolutely fall in love with you. YOU CRACK ME UP. So, I just wanted to tell you that if Karen is still being a biatch and your still demoted to Troll I’ll be your BFF cuz you are my hero. And if I’m creepin’ you out, I apologize.
February 16th, 2007 at 3:24 pm, Karen Says:
Karly Karly Karly….
We’re on the phone right now and I just want you to know you are DISQUALIFIED from the Best Friend Contest. You and the M&M-eating BEYOTCH can HAVE EACH OTHER!
Poo on you BOTH!
February 16th, 2007 at 4:40 pm, Sassy Says:
OMG you’re going to poo on us? I thought you gave that nasty habit up Karen. Clearly I need to do another intervention. I’ll be right over. Karly, I’m glad you think I’m on crack. No, wait, that’s not right. Oh. I CRACK YOU UP. Good. My job is done. Whew, I’m glad because I just want to sit on my ass since it’s Friday. Happy Friday ya’ll!