Me: *helping with my son's blankets*
Son: Thanks, mom for your help with the bed!
Me: Happy to do it, kiddo.
Son: 🎶🎵 like a good neighbor, State Farm is there 🎵🎶
Me: *dies laughing*
He has NEVER made that joke before, I didn't see it coming! 😂
Great laugh to end a busy day.
The pizza?
Trees, a lawn, and a deck covered with snow.
Oh look.
More snow.
To clarify, I do let my kids swear at home as long as we don't have guests. They have (so far) understood VERY clearly that those words aren't for use in public places.
Me: Would it be weird to get (frozen) BBQ chicken pizza for dinner? We just had takeout pizza last night. Is there something else you want?
Daughter (9): I love the BBQ chicken pizza so much, I wouldn't even give a fuck if we ate it two nights in a row. It's awesome.
Me: *dies laughing*
I'm re-watching Veronica Mars for the first time.
This soundtrack is *epic*
I am so old 🤷♀️
Netflix: Would you allow notifications? Yes/No?
Me: Where's the Fuck No button?
Just took the kids to a birthday party where the parents went *all out* on the venue, food and activities.
I'm grateful my kids were included, but... gosh it must be nice to be able to afford that.
Oh, trust me, I did.
Post the best picture you have ever taken of your pet:
Me: OK, we are leaving in 15 minutes!
Son: You never told me that!
Me, who definitely, absolutely *did* tell him that multiple times:
I'm just pointing out that both February and March had Friday the 13th.
Am I watching the new episodes of Virgin River?
Yes.
Am I also counting the number of HIPAA violations in the first new episode?
Also yes.
Yes please where do I sign up for that I collect swords 😂
I used to have a leash in the car, I need to start doing that again. I used to be a dog trainer (DECADES ago), and took a training course to throw a lasso on a dog.
I remember as a teen someone tried to give me back a lost black lab that DEFINITELY wasn't ours. It was a hilarious interaction.
That is actually a solid plan.
Dogs have a way of finding me.
Yesterday I tried to help get an American Indian Dog (a rare breed I haven't heard about!) get rounded up because he was running around on a super busy road.
I need to save Animal Control's contact info in my phone, because this happens so often.
I was putting new trash bags in the bin, and the guinea pigs heard the plastic rustle and they *screamed* with excitement so loudly and suddenly that I jumped.
They must have thought it was THE BIGGEST BAG OF LETTUCE EVER.
Sorry to disappoint you, piggy friends.
I'm just sad and tired, I'm hoping this gig will help me get a new role, but in the meantime I'm pulling my hair out,
Oh I've got an appetite 😂😂😂 that sounds delicious!
I *hate* crying. There's snot, my face gets all wet from tears, for some reason I always sweat when I cry, too.
Emotions are dumb.
I'll be over soon! What do you need for a side dish?
Why am I a grown-ass adult woman who is working at a job that is making me ugly-cry at my desk on a Tuesday afternoon?
Like, this job doesn't even pay that well. It's not fair for me to be sobbing AND broke.
THAT WAS SO FUCKED UP!! Absolutely tragic, awful, horrific.
And no she is not neurodivergent or special needs in anyway, just... has her own agenda and wanted out.
When my daughter was a toddler, she physically escaped from daycare property -- TWICE. I'm zero percent surprised by this.
www.vermontpublic.org/local-news/2...
I described my kids as 'very loud eggplants' when they were babies.
Pretty cool that they are human beings now. I kind of like the buggers.
