Going Westside, Yo.

Wednesday morning I'll be headed your way, taking John's sister to the airport. As I will have my four and her two kids in tow, it is certain to be a crazy time.

Please call in sick and go to the Zoo with us. (Or maybe the aquarium, I imagine it will be whichever I can find the easiest.)

Please, please call in sick.

That is all.

Them Canucks, they's sensible

Rock out with your cock out!

I'm seriously considering emigrating and I'm not even a Nancy Boy.

I just wish Canada would invade our sorry asses already so we could be a progressive grown up country, too. (They could just invade the North. Cut it off at the Mason-Dixon Line, and take Nevada and California, too. Then the US of A could go Ahead and become the US of JC and we could live in peace.)

Taxes, Smaxes. I pay $8400 a year just for health insurance. And that is with a 750 deductible.

Not much to say...

But that never shut me up before.

John went to Portland today to buy some Gondola displays for the new store.
Sounds romantic, don't it? Like the streets of Venice.

But Crashing back to retail, it's really This:




Hot, no?

So my point, if I indeed have one, is that I've been here since 9AM with first two, then four, children. And they are not in bed yet.

Soon, I pray. Soon.

So tomorrow I am painting the mildew in the bathroom. I plan on buying the most heavy duty Kilz ever made and going for it. If you don't hear from me for a few days please assume I am either:

A) High from the fumes
B) In a coma
C) On my way to Ecuador, to Join the Resistance

Nice to see pic of the Giz, nice to see a note from Paintingchef. She's a hoot. Do you feel as though you've been touched by celebrity?

Also, check out suburbanbliss. I can't remember if I linked her before but DAMN. Funny, funny shit.

I guess I'll put the children out now.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Nicole

UPDATE:

On proofreading, I noticed the last two lines appear as though I am shooting my children. While there was a point in my life when that would have seemed HILARIOUS, those days are over. I was trying to reference that really stupid Luke Skywalker song. I was not shooting my children. Although far be it from me to judge anybody, you know, if that's their thing.

Wierd Science

She Blinded me with SCIENCE

A whole lot of nothin'

It was great to see you guys this weekend. FYI I am smoking a cigar, because we are out of cigarettes and I am to lazy to go buy any. The cigars is nasty, but cheap. $5.50 a carton vs. $5.50 a pack. But yucky. I can feel the cancer growing as we speak.

How's the biscuit adjusting? I love her. I want her for my very own. You must be working from home today, correct?

Well I am absolutely bored out of my mind. You should totally meet me and the babies somewhere halfway. I'll make a picnic. Wouldn't that be nice?

Not likely to happen though. The Gas, she is expensive, no?

Well. I have started another blog. Because I am so bored, I will be dedicating it to my never-ending quest for a tidy house. I call it the Accidental Housekeeper, and if you are so inclined to look at it, be warned: Not so much of the funny. Mostly of the boring. And the cleaning. I have also changed my moniker to Accidental Housekeeper. Because I'm fickle like that, yo.

Well, I am off to begin my day, such as it his. Enjoy your stories as you work from home!! I want to see a biscuit post soon.

Juke Box Hero,

Nicole

Infidelity

I don't know how it happened. I was responding to a comment left at blurbomat and I don't have another blog, and there was a space to put your URL there and I , I just panicked. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the full moon. It didn't mean anything, honest.

I left the URL for yo! linder, (THE BLOG I MADE SPECIALLY FOR YOU) at blurbomat.

It has nothing to do with the fact that he's this hot.

Really.

If you're reading this , DJ Blurb, it was a one time thing. Quit calling me. I am a married woman with a gay boyfriend on the side and my life is just TOO DAMN COMPLICATED RIGHT NOW.

Talk about perverse...

But I still have a overwhelming itch to buy it for you.



Same as it ever was,
Nicole