Just got this message from my 4 year old today…

Not only that, but this morning all of her friends were playing “Ring Around The Rosey.”  When they invited her to join in, my big girl declined, looking at them as if to say, “Yeah, right.  Like I’m gonna play that baby s#*t with you.”

I’m so proud.  Other parents? Stay down.

This guys’ job is the WORST JOB IN THE WORLD!

He’s from Calcutta and cleans sewers BY HAND!

So, just when you think your job sucks…

Sandy and I spent a good part of the weekend preparing the nursery for #2.  During this process, Sandy had to go through a lot of her non-pregnancy clothes.  I kid you not, she has a ROOM full of clothes!  Not a closet, a ROOM.  I spent a good part of the weekend thinking, “Why can’t women just consolidate their wardrobes?”

We have a small walk in closet.  Believe me when I tell you, my stuff occupies less than a quarter of the space.  There is NO WAY you, as a woman, can possible wear all the clothes and/or shoes you attain.

Am I wrong?

From my Facebook:

Taylor writes:

Clothes make us feel better about ourselves so we complain less. Just think of how much more you’d have to listen to us complain if we didn’t have a huge closet.

Karen writes:

cause if we did.. you’d be sayin….. god..why is she always wearin the same thing….she must not care about herself..look at her.. lettin herself go.. blah.. blah.. blah! Besides… we’ll consolidate our clothes.. when guys consolitdate their “options”!!!!!! yeah.. thats right.. I said it LOL

Now Karen, not ALL guys are that shallow.

Kidding.

Nevermind, Amanda already covered Vince, the Shamwow guy, attacking a cannibal hooker in her blog.  It’s a good thing he kept his Slap Chop holstered.  He may have killed her!

I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to live in an America where Vince gets hassled trying to get a piece.  What’s next?  Are you going to tell me The Snuggie gives you Herpes?

I was out over the weekend with my “Entourage” I went to Windjammers for the first time down by the beach on Lake ave. that’s a cool place, big fan of the dollar shelf beer! Anyways while I was hopping around to different places during the night I was distracted by this bright light in the corner of my eye. I mean it was blinding to the point were you couldn’t look directly at it. Turns out this ball of light was a DOUCHE BAG with sunglasses. He was so tan and orange that not even he can stand the uv rays of cancer coming off his orange rubbery plastic skin. When I see someone like this who walks into a bar with sunglasses I can’t figure out if I should say something or just let them look stupid as hell. To the girls who are turned on by this pic go catch a football in the middle of 490