For Sale...

A 2003 silver limited Toyota Sequoia.
*Mint condition*.
Broadway musical CD's, diapers and tampons in center console negotiable.
All reasonable offers will be considered.
For further info call:

1-800-634-3468
(1800-me-idiot)

* exceptions*

power steering: shot
power windows: not a chance
gas gage: gonzo
radio: keep dreaming (who needs it?)
cd player: fried
alarm system: jacked up
horn: honks whenever the H it feels like it. told you you didn't need the radio.
locks: overrated
battery: sparking and smoking

cause of these few minor exceptions?

Well intended operator of said vehicle tried to "jump" it solo.
And crossed the cables... positive-to negative/negative to positive.


oops.

I had a zit...

...on my chin last week that was so big it actually became a speech impediment.



It's fugly stepsister just made it's debut right in between my eyes.





just thought you should know.

Bambinos

Kids. kids. kids, oh and more kids.
I eat, drink, sleep and dream KIDS as of late. Okay, kids and politics if I'm being honest.

Wiping butts, snotty faces, bad dreams, warts...and that's just Jeff! (I JEST!!!) forts, first ice cream cones, saggy diapers, blow outs, book reports, carpool, soccer, piano, and mastering the fine art of zucchini bread making just for kicks. (why I couldn't wait until it was done baking to snap the above picture is beyond me...)
No complaints. just gut rot from too much zucchini bread.


By the way, technically, it IS Libby's birthday today, but SHHHH don't tell her. Jeff is out of town.
(and I have an alarm system and a giant zucchini for any of you pervs getting any funny ideas)