phoning it in – Page 5

In my defense, I’m not that bright.

A series of voicemail messages I listened to a year and a half after they were sent because I don’t know how my phone works: Yvonne: Argh. This lady at the drugstore just coughed H1N1 all over my daughter. Call me in 4 months when you actually get this. I’m sure we’ll still be friendsContinue reading “In my defense, I’m not that bright.”

I’m sending him a men’s 2X though because I don’t even think the Pope could pull off a baby-doll cut.

I’m supposed to be writing my weekly wrap-up but I’m too sleepy so instead I just made a t-shirt to send to the Pope so that he’s aware that James Garfield needs to be named the Patron Saint of Accidental Miracles. Then I went to look up the Pope’s mailing address and this popped up:Continue reading “I’m sending him a men’s 2X though because I don’t even think the Pope could pull off a baby-doll cut.”

There are a lot of machine guns on this vacation

Disclaimer: I’m still incredibly sick and feverish with what I can only imagine is Dengue Fever so this post is probably missing entire paragraphs because of it. Sorry about that. Last week Victor and I went to Central America for the weekend and if I don’t write it all down now I’m going to forgetContinue reading “There are a lot of machine guns on this vacation”

Oh. That was…unexpected.

You know what’s awesome? When you’re having a crappy day and the doorbell rings and there’s a guy with a package that you need to sign for and you smile excitedly at him and you’re all “Awesome! I love getting packages!” and he looks at you weird but you brush it off because Yay! Package!Continue reading “Oh. That was…unexpected.”

It’s fairly obvious that we’re related. Also, we deal with pain through laughter in our family. Stop judging me.

First of all, thank you to everyone for being so supportive about Barnaby Jones. You made me cry (in a good way) and I needed to do that. It’s almost Sunday and I’m supposed to be writing my weekly wrap-up but I’m just not myself right now so I’m going to skip it until nextContinue reading “It’s fairly obvious that we’re related. Also, we deal with pain through laughter in our family. Stop judging me.”

I stole most of these pictures

And finally…part 4 of my Blogher experience (as lifted directly from my journal). Parts 1, 2 and 3 are here. I swear I’m almost finished, y’all. Walked to a public party at the Volstead. Hid in the bathroom, as usual. Was invaded by a group of women putting on impromptu KISS make-up. The usual. IContinue reading “I stole most of these pictures”