It's starting to look like Christmas

Perfect fot my nephew's shared bathroom.

She's Alive!

After my surgery I've been lurking on your blogs. I even left a comment or two. Typing and reading with one eye covered is pretty hard on a girl after awhile. Hence the silence on my blog. But I'mmmmm Baaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk!

OKTOBERFEST

Salma Hayek's boobs are real. The right one is larger than the left one. I have the same problem.

Nun Too Late

This may come as a shock but deep inside I have kinda always wished I had become a nun. You know take an oath of silence, live simply and peacefully. The convents I saw in Greece were just so beautiful and calm. I would want to be the candle lighter. And another thing..nuns don't have bad hair days.

Mommy's Little Angel

Yesterday Honey took a nap and Fletch (The Beagle) gained control of the remote, he's really good at that. So out of all the channels that we get on the Dish where does he stop? On the Jewelry Channel. That's my boy! When there is nothing else on TV we watch the jewelry channel until one of us or both of us can't take it anymore. It's like arm wrestling or something.

PS. The stuff we ordered that one time, not so impressed...

TTQ

Even a Temper Tantrum Queen can't take herself too seriously ALL the time.

Trouble

Fo' Real Dog

You know that even with my crazy web skills even I couldn't make this shit up. Sanrio really is going to take over the world and make it pink. What started as a love obsession is quickly turning in to a passionate distaste. Like me screaming "make it stop" Uncle!.

Then again I'm in a pretty dark mood this week. No, even if I were cheerful, I might just throw up in my mouth.