BTD!! I love you!! But do you have black coffee?? :D

My hormones sent me on a quest this afternoon....for wasabi flavored funyons. My tastebuds jumped for joy and my tongue thanks thee.

Ooh! Have you tried the jalapeno cheetos?!?! Muy yummioso!

If I could, I would exist soley on 7-11 delicacies. You know, like gas station pie. Gas station pie is the absolute bomb! The little glazed turnovers by Hostess?

Meals shmeals! I want cornnuts and a suckie. Half coke, half cherry. :snap:

Where the hell have ya'll been? It's been running nonstop on ABC Family for years now, and Tori has every episode committed to memory. She calls me Danny Tanner when she thinks I'm cleaning too much.:rolleyes:

If I ran into Saget, I'd shove a can of Pledge so far up his....nevermind. He has to live with the ignominy- I think that's punishment enough. That, and knowing that the Olson twins are richer than he'll ever be.

Clearly there are things to be said for not watching commercial television shows, I have never seen this show, don't know who Saget might be. So I guess I am to be counted among the fortunate ones?

In your situation, ignorance is truly bliss. It is a sickeningly sweet, poorly written, horribly acted trainwreck of a show. Kids love it.

...and made the Olsen twins famous.
:rolleyes:

A pirate followed me out to my car after work Tuesday evening.



Okay, it was a castmember costumed for Pirates of the Caribbean and he wasn't following me so much as walking to his car.

But the thing is, I don't work at Disneyland.

Are you sure?? ;)

I did smething stupid tonight... I fear that I might be a tad hung over tomorrow. I am a "backup" chaperone for Nick's field trip and I wne tout drinking tonight... 5am is gonna come awfully early... Boy isnt even in bed yet. crap. me a baaaaad mom.

I love posts by drunk people - they are very amusing :)

Sooo...I'm a trifle irritated right now. I'm sure everyone has heard me whine about how little help I get around the house, even though I also work pretty much full time. Well, my MIL, who is not exactly the most motivated of person around, is driving me bat****. The only thing she does around here is the dishes, which she is supposed to share with her son but doesn't because he's too tired from working. Mind you, I work also, and I shop and cook dinner and clean up after their sorry asses - the only thing I have not capitulated on is dinner dishes, purely on principle. The MIL has been whining about this forever, and tonight she did so again: in a most melodramatic fashion, she wiped her hair from her sweaty brow (who knew putting dishes into a dishwasher was so hard?) and proclaimed that she would just have to do the pots in the morning, and was that alright with me?

I am ashamed to say that I had a Mitty-ish flight of fantasy for a split second that involved violence.

So, I give. She can sit on her ever expanding posterior and watch Oprah and Dr. Phil until she keels over from sheer inactivity. I mean, OMFG! You can't even call what she does washing dishes- she barely rinses them, tosses them in the DW, and goes off to her TV. I clean the countertops and floors and appliances, and usually I go back in and re-clean the pots and pans that don't go in the DW. To be fair, she watches Tori, but in reality Tori really watches her at this point. Watches her watching Oprah. I'd hire someone to watch Tori, but how weird is that- with Grandma in the house? Sigh.

I am soooooooo looking forward to this vacation. Rant over.