Still Reigning Queen
I was fully planning on getting posts to You Wonderful People even while we were traveling, but that is not how it has worked out.
Who knew that hours and hours and hours and hours AND HOURS AND HOURS AND HOURS inside a car with a toddler really does just destroy your will to live and make you not care about your website for a few days? Huh!
Who knew that when your husband gets all Road Rage-Arrific multiple times in one day, and you give up any chance of not being shot to death by someone angry on the highway that you aren’t as concerned about typing up a sarcastic post when you get to your destination as you are about falling to the ground and kissing it repeatedly?
And who knew that you should really add extra hours onto your projected travel time just in case mid-trip your little kid decides to pull some Exorcist moves from the back seat and projectile vomit repeatedly?
Man, that is one smell I don’t recommend ANYONE travel with for any extended amount of time.
Pseudo Birthday Thingies
- At October 8, 2008
- By Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom
- In My Son
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Braden’s 2 Year Birthday is October 16, 2008. Unfortunately, John has just left for another run and won’t be back until 2 weeks from now.
So he’ll be gone on Braden’s birthday. Well, darn.
Instead of getting too depressed about it, we decided to make it fun for all of us by having Psuedo Birthday Celebrations! We did a little before John left and we’ll do another day of fun when John gets back. (AKA: Yes, Braden is a spoiled brat.)
We gave him a little fake cell phone and car keys (in the hopes that he’ll leave ours alone) a few days ago. Here he is opening the keys…
The “Wow!” about the paper shreds is so cute it almost made me vomit confetti. (Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do when stuff is really really really super mega cute?) Then, he said, “Beeebeeee!” when he saw the baby on the picture, like that’s what he thought he got.
Oh, Braden, you have no idea what’s coming, buddy.
He really loves the keys and phone, btw.
But he will ALWAYS still find things of mine he NEEDS to play with.
Did you just vomit confetti?
So cute, you’ll vomit.
But watch this video anyway, okay?
PS: please do not make any reference to dying cows, banshees, or the sound of cats fighting.
PPS: Tomorrow (Thursday) the next issue of Quirkee.com goes live, and my first article for the From the Mouths of Babes column will be included!
*EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee!*
Totally excited, nervous, and anxious about it. Total newb, I know!
Don’t forget to check it out and leave lots of comments for me there on Thursday, okay?
“The Scours”
So, food poisening
Was mine, all mine, all Thursday.
Still feeling weak.
From seven A.M.
Until late into the night
I struggled with pain.
John calls it “The Scours”
When exploding at both ends.
I am very “scoured.”






