Flaphack #10: The final hack! How about a delicious, fluffy pillow for all of your pancake dreams?
oooh and then after that I’m making pancakes and bacon. For dessert, or whatver.
I’ve been tweeting more, if any of you need more garbage in your lives.
I guess my dad didn’t realize I was being sarcastic because he ate that shit up.
I’ve been fighting with my dad all day about the goddamn guest list for the re-wedding of French Husband and myself.
Just sent him this great sticker I found at Tiny’s house, but I doubt it’s going to make up for telling him it’s his fault my little sister can’t get a book report in on time since he had a year to do this guest list and left it until the day it was due.
Negotiations with my little sisters
- Wicked StepMama: Charlie, put your socks on
- Charlie: NOOOOOO!!!
- WSM: You have 5 seconds. If your socks aren't on I'm taking away a Barbie.
- Charlie: (whimpering)
- WSM: Every child has a currency. For Charlie, it's her Barbies. For Taylor, it's her cell phone. For Myranda, it's her car.
- Me: What's my currency?
- WSM: Wine.
- Charlie: (still sobbing about her hatred of socks)
Me right now.
So tired of apologizing for PMS. I WARNED YOU 3 DAYS AGO GET IT TOGETHER FRENCH HUSBAND.
French Husband trying to tell me that Noir Désir and Garbage are “basically the same”. Having a conniption right now.
Brady makes some snow angels.