2 months since i last blogged.
i know.
i'm not really a blogger anymore.
i'm retired.
but i still have to document my kids' lives, yeah?
ok FINE i am a blogger
just a sucky one.
shut your face.
it's inappropriate
for me to find gus covered in chocolate
buck nEked
all while trying to clean up his mess
while Lover and i were...
busy.
it's inappropriate
for me to find and buy this rad thrifted belt
with a big 'ole bass buckle,
and the name 'richard' across the back.
oh you bet i'll wear this you son of gun you.
for my arms to be so dang long
that my kids use them as a swing.
all i have to say is,
google image the word "marfan syndrome".
is it more inappropriate
for kora to ride around town on her bike
with her ken barbie hooked on the handle bars
with his pants down?
or is it more inappropriate
that ken has poof'd up bangs, full makeup with cat eyes,
lipstick and highlights?
he looks like he got attacked at the mac counter.
i can't decide.
for lover to buy ME birthday cupcakes on MY birthday
but have the place make one for HIM that's chocolate
since i like red velvet.
ok so i only get 11? wtc?
for me to walk into the bathroom and see this.
too many thoughts run through my head.
did kora start her period?
have the brothers finally killed each other?
is this a joke?
is that from a hand or a head?
where is the body and how much time do we have to dispose of it?
thankfully it was only red velvet cake hands.
phew!
for me, a 33 year old MOM of 5,
to be in love with justin beiber.
but i am.
oh oh oh ohhhhh i am.
for gus to come running out of my bathroom
covered in shaving cream.
i swear we watch him...sometimes.
for me to continue to find thrifted awesomeness
like this flight attendant dress.
that i didn't buy!!!!
i hate my decisions sometimes.
for me to take pictures of Lover shaving
with his pants unbuttoned.
but daaaaaadgummit.
he's hot.
for my children to just melt.
right in the middle of the floor.
but unfortunately they do sometimes.
oh well, i've got 4 more.
for Lover to play with knives
cuuuuzzzzzz...
(you better be sayin this before i do)
it's inappropriate
for me to be addicted to roadkill.
still.
i know. i just can't help myself.
there it is again.
guts and all just hangin out.
i love it.

