I have been reading post after post after post about Valentines* Day. They are all either cutsie-wootise I lovems my hunneh bunneh sooo moshe, or rancid hate filled posts about how the commercialism of Valentine's** Day will make the Rose extinct by 2017.
Dude, Yes! I am so aware that I am guilty of one of the above posts, but lets pretend I'm not so that I can retain just a little dignity, mmmk?
So, where was I? Ahh yes. My Sky Light.
- A Lot.
- Pisses me off.
- Gonna cost me a fortune.
- Le Sigh
In a perfect world, this is the ideal marriage. (You can also find this Quote in it's original Typo'd form here)
I think more people should marry chocolate. Then, after you bite into your spouse and end up in jail for domestic violence, you can be the bitch to one of those ginormous Hersey's kisses.
It's a workable plan. Plus, If I was married to chocolate, he would finally stop complaining that I don't swallow.
When are they going to come up with a "Best Comment EvarRr"? I want to nominate myself.
*, ** so... with the apostrophe or without?
What? Are you on crack? It was only minus 2 outside. We spent all afternoon rolling in the snow. And by that I mean that I sat on a cold plastic chair and read my book, a carafe of sugar'd and creamed coffee at my side while the children played. The extent of my movement was the shoveling of the driveway and putting the babies mittens on again and again and again. And HELLO??? NoDeal NoDeal /*/Canada/*/ was on!! Plus JJ got his tattoo finished so he isn't up to jumping around either. Don't look at me like that! The cookies were banana! That's a fruit! You said to eat fruit. All I did was add
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