Me-fucking-oow.
We bought Boo a cubby for Christmas.
This one.
Now look at the picture. What do you think we get for our fucking $1100.
The top.
Not the poles, not the sandpit underneath and no freaking way are we getting the slide and God Forbid that ladder.
I am pissed.
But not pissed enough to actually fight for my rights it [...]
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Hate is probably a strong word. How about I fucking despise Summer, more than pregnancy hormone induced hemorrhoid’s and even more than when my coffee machine expired.
I hate the Romans already, ahem, Summer. I hate Summer already. Channeling ‘Life of Brian’ again.
And it is still spring.
Today it was hot. Freaking melt-the-bitumen-under-your-fabulous-shoes stinking hot.
I don’t [...]
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