I may or may not have wrapped all the presents with glue sticks and rubber bands. And Paul may or may not be covered in glitter. #
New ring = awesome fun http://t.co/N93r8Dj5 #
"Honey, do we have a protractor?" – Not what I was expecting. #
Why does this amuse me so? http://t.co/QEk5inhL #
This waiting room smells like [...]
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Because I adore you so much, I’ve made one more uke video for 2011. Ok, technically I made it for Neil’s Sixth Annual Blogger Christmahanukwanzaakah Online Holiday Concert, but I’m still posting it here for you beautiful people. It’s called re-gifting. It’s the new planking. Probably.
You should definitely schlep on over to his place [...]  Dear Friends, Family, and Interwebz, Look what I made with my vagina! I’m talking about the baby, not the shuke (shirt uke, obviously). Though I guess technically my uterus made Paul. My vagina wasn’t terribly involved in the process since he was delivered via c-section, but she did get the party started. I guess we’ll just call it [...] I held the paper gown away from my body with my pinched fingers, like a pre-teen pulling at her sweater in the mirror, imagining her silhouette with breasts. “Oh for the love of nipple,” I muttered as I climbed onto the paper-covered examination table. “You ok, Hon?” Rocco asked, shifting his focus from the car seat at [...] "You smell like Craigslist." Oh how I love Glee. # Oh Interwebz, I mean to post more. I miss you sumtin’ fierce. It’s just not going very well. I’ve been working on a letter to earlier me for the past week or two. The letter was supposed to be all, “Don’t fret Elly, it’s going to get easier, if you’re going to clean the oven it should [...] I can't remember the last time I washed my hair in the bath tub. Well…20 min ago…but BEFORE that. # Not that this song is for Danny. Well, not the Dan/Dannys I know anyway. I imagine Kenny Loggins wrote it for some Danny somewhere, but this uke is for Rocco. I guess I could have entitled it Rocco’s Uke, but then you’d expect a video of him playing and singing. Or maybe you wouldn’t. Maybe you’d [...] I woke up this morning with pink eye. At least I think it’s pink eye. I’ve never had it before. Awesome. So like any overly-connected gal, I took to the internet in search of ways to fix it and prevent it from infecting all inhabitants of our abode. I found this: If you develop [...] Note to self: get giant recording contract, become superstar, then hire this chick to be in my next music video. — http://t.co/eYveU4F4 # |
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