Anxious Turdburglar

What do you think The Mexican (turd-eater) might be looking for?

I have already
shared the fact that my dog is
absolutely gross.

We all got a laugh
when I told you how he ate
Braden’s turds with glee.

The Mexican stunk.
So, yesterday we gave him
a bath in the tub.

It is fun to laugh
and torment the dog while he
is in the water.

See how he is so
dumb that he chases his own
tail in the bath tub?

Or maybe he is
Trying to sniff his own butt,
because he likes that.

Indeed, we would be
washing his beloved stink
off and down the drain.

And, apparently,
he needed to let us know
How that made him feel.

This only made us
laugh at him even more, and
he vowed his revenge.

He was not joking.
Not long after he was out,
He peed on our couch.

*Insert 5 7 5 of swear-words here.*

Is it too late to
Nuke The Mexican and then
burn our microwave?

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My Son: New Yorker at Heart

I think he’s been trying to tell us something his whole life. Observe.

How’s that for Baby Sign Language?

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From My Inbox, Episode 2

Episode 1

So, I checked one of my email accounts the other day, and was delighted to find I had received these 2 pieces of mail:

First:
Subject: We have Local Christian Singles in your Zip Code

You do? You have them? Where are you keeping them? And what are you planning on doing with them, exactly!? Just who are “you” anyway!?! And WHY are you trying to get ME involved in all of this!?! *becomes frantic*

Second:
Subject: Meet Black Singles In Your Area

Okay. I’m not opposed. Is this a prime directive? Is there something you’re implying here? Have I come off as racist? Did I ever say that I DIDN’T want to meet black singles in my area? Wait, was it that post where I was all, like, “I totally go to any length imaginable to avoid black singles in my area…” that tipped you off? I mean, I just really prefer black singles outside of my area, ya know what I mean? *wink*

WTH?

I’m really wondering why I got on the mailing list for these, anyway.

Everyone knows that I only really get hot for Hispanic Atheists.

Sheesh.

PS: You look sexy today. Did you vote for me yet?

*This just in!*

I’M NOMINATED IN 4 CATEGORIES? OH MY HECK!

So… you know… if you voted for the photography, could you also… um…. *nudge, nudge*

Vote for me here if you think I have freakin’ awesome photography!

Vote for me here if you think I iz funnee!

Vote for me here if you think I Rox tha Momminess!

And don’t forget to vote for me here if you think I’m Fackin’ Hot.

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Merry Crotchmas

Keepin it light, so I’ll give you a brief tour of our Christmas with pictures.

A taste of Christmas Eve Activities.

An idea of how spoiled Braden is.

Breakfast.

Test Drive!

Fire Engine Siren Testing.

Tootsie Adoration Moment.

Taking a Break.

The Posse Ventures Outside.

After that, Momma’s trigger finger kind of went numb.

This was the best Christmas I can remember in a long, long time. Having a child really brings the magic back to the day. I think he had a lot of fun today. I know I sure did. He’s fast asleep and I look fondly at these pictures now. I hope your day was as great as ours was.

Oh, and John still has one more present to unwrap…

Merry Crotchmas!