So! Last week my friend Maile and I went to the Mom 2.0 Summit and it was quite lovely but we decided that instead of posting the typical conference selfies we should change things up a bit and post the most unflattering pictures we could possibly take. We did the first one on the planeContinue reading “I love your funny face. #WERUINEVERYTHING”
Category Archives: no one thinks this is funny but me
She’s much better at drawing cats now. About the same with Hitlers though.
I wrote this over a year ago but I never published it because it got lost in my draft folder, but I’ve been recovering from food poisoning and I’m at that woozy stage where I think everything is funny or horrible and I’m pretty sure this is both. Conversation with Victor (and Hailey): Me:Continue reading “She’s much better at drawing cats now. About the same with Hitlers though.”
Also, that fucker ate all the hot pockets.
An imagined open letter from the justifiably disgruntled wife of poet William Carlos Williams, the man who wrote this famed poem: This is Just to Say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold Continue reading “Also, that fucker ate all the hot pockets.”
Bravery by any other name.
Last week I posted a video of me face-planting into the water. I thought I’d dip my toe in but then I realized how cold it was so I tried to back out but the water was not cooperating because it was all “I’m a not solid, idiot. You can’t push off of me” and I was likeContinue reading “Bravery by any other name.”
Ho ho ho. Green ballsack.
I was just wondering if the Jolly Green Giant was made of vegetables, because if so it seems sort of cruel to make him a spokesperson for eating vegetables. I looked it up and it urns out that the original Jolly Green Giant was neither “jolly” nor “green” and was actually some sort of angry caveman in aContinue reading “Ho ho ho. Green ballsack.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HERE IS YOUR PRESENT. THE CAT IS ON THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON AND WON’T MOVE. I’M NOT YELLING AT YOU.
IT IS MY MOTHERFUCKING BIRTHDAY AND I HAVE A SNIFFLY-ASS NOSE. It should be against the law to not be able to breathe properly on your birthday, but such is the curse of the Capricorn…always having to share a birthday month with Jesus, and usually taking too many antibiotics to have another margarita. But, itContinue reading “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HERE IS YOUR PRESENT. THE CAT IS ON THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON AND WON’T MOVE. I’M NOT YELLING AT YOU.”











