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Orland, California, and No, no one else knows where that is, either
Laurie is a wife, a mother of two girls, an employee, a rotten housekeeper, and a dullard.
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The Chicken Fairy Is Out of Control
Posted Jun 4, 2013 at Foolery
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BoobPhone Sounded Like Such a Good Idea
Posted Jun 3, 2013 at Foolery
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Im with you, Daryl -- I usually have to be very ill to nap, and then Im down for three hours. Billy-Bob naps every day for 20-30 minutes. Dont know how he does it. BUT, yesterday I napped on the couch in the living room for a couple of hours of needed bliss. Back problems take it out of me!
Naps Are a State of Mind
Oh, to be that carefrree again. Not to mention flexible.
Naps Are a State of Mind
Posted Apr 20, 2013 at Foolery
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I do that dance all the time, boB! Only in Fooleryland its called the Middle-Aged Post-Childbirth Outta My Way For the Potty Dance. Youre also welcome.
Paging Dr. Lipschitz . . .
Got this message yesterday: "I have a Chicken Poop delivery for you. Don’t argue. Just give me your chicken coop shipping address and no one gets hurt." How could I argue with that? Of course, by the time I checked my messages I was already late for the Chicken Poop Assasin's delivery schedule,...
Frances, people would find it odd if you were NOT delivering chicken poop. And you totally made my day, so THANK YOU! Oh, and by the way? Tastes like lavender, which is pretty much what I expected. Also? Last night, no lie, I dreamed I was wearing a cheap white wedding dress and red spike heels over at the dairy circa 1985, and I accidentally smeared cow poop across my face and washed it off in the milk parlor with one of the hanging hoses. Yes, I did. Klassy broad. Youre welcome.
Paging Dr. Lipschitz . . .
Got this message yesterday: "I have a Chicken Poop delivery for you. Don’t argue. Just give me your chicken coop shipping address and no one gets hurt." How could I argue with that? Of course, by the time I checked my messages I was already late for the Chicken Poop Assasin's delivery schedule,...
I am so trying that, Tracey.
Paging Dr. Lipschitz . . .
Got this message yesterday: "I have a Chicken Poop delivery for you. Don’t argue. Just give me your chicken coop shipping address and no one gets hurt." How could I argue with that? Of course, by the time I checked my messages I was already late for the Chicken Poop Assasin's delivery schedule,...
Thats why they call you Smart Bob, boB. I mean, they DO, dont they?
Paging Dr. Lipschitz . . .
Got this message yesterday: "I have a Chicken Poop delivery for you. Don’t argue. Just give me your chicken coop shipping address and no one gets hurt." How could I argue with that? Of course, by the time I checked my messages I was already late for the Chicken Poop Assasin's delivery schedule,...
Paging Dr. Lipschitz . . .
Posted Apr 6, 2013 at Foolery
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Don't Give Her Too Much Credit
Posted Apr 5, 2013 at Foolery
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You dont believe me MPM? Okay, I totally deserve that.
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Do you know how embarrassing it is to buy three quarts of Miller High Life? I made sure to buy $56 of other groceries, including fruit, vegetables, two boxes of lasagna noodles, three cartons of sugar cubes, and ice cream. Oh, and a bottle of Malbec and two bottles of tonic. I swear it's the firs...
I did drink some, Tracey. I complain, but at a certain point a urine sample beer is still better than no beer at all. The Champagne of Urine Samples . . . Im going to suggest that to the Miller people.
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Do you know how embarrassing it is to buy three quarts of Miller High Life? I made sure to buy $56 of other groceries, including fruit, vegetables, two boxes of lasagna noodles, three cartons of sugar cubes, and ice cream. Oh, and a bottle of Malbec and two bottles of tonic. I swear it's the firs...
I thought so too, Tracey -- its a pretty obvious question, however. Not clever at all. And I wont welcome you to Fooleryland this time. ; )
All the Snooze That's Fit to Print
Not yet, Mantel Man, but just in case Chas wanted to drink some I poured the whole mess into an iced tea pitcher with a spigot and stuck it in the fridge. Looks like Ive refrigerated a urine sample from the Jolly Green Giant. Which is about right.
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Do you know how embarrassing it is to buy three quarts of Miller High Life? I made sure to buy $56 of other groceries, including fruit, vegetables, two boxes of lasagna noodles, three cartons of sugar cubes, and ice cream. Oh, and a bottle of Malbec and two bottles of tonic. I swear it's the firs...
Somehow, I dont think you would have had any trouble buying big-ass beers, Daryl. Youre fierce and fearless and perfectly coifed. Big-ass beers hit too close to home for me.
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Do you know how embarrassing it is to buy three quarts of Miller High Life? I made sure to buy $56 of other groceries, including fruit, vegetables, two boxes of lasagna noodles, three cartons of sugar cubes, and ice cream. Oh, and a bottle of Malbec and two bottles of tonic. I swear it's the firs...
Im thinking of staging my shopping basket to look like a potential crime scene -- you in, Frances?
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Do you know how embarrassing it is to buy three quarts of Miller High Life? I made sure to buy $56 of other groceries, including fruit, vegetables, two boxes of lasagna noodles, three cartons of sugar cubes, and ice cream. Oh, and a bottle of Malbec and two bottles of tonic. I swear it's the firs...
Grocery Shopping in Fooleryland
Posted Mar 24, 2013 at Foolery
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All the Snooze That's Fit to Print
Posted Mar 23, 2013 at Foolery
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You have your finger on the pulse of our household, Ms. Petunia!
La Grenouille est Morte
Look what I found on the living room floor Sunday. An interrogation ensued. Silence. Wally wasn't copping to it. Shifty eyes from Rilo. They may be in on it together. Maybe even the cats had a part in it, but they've made themselves scarce. Meanwhile, the frog isn't getting any fr...
You have your finger on the pulse of our household, Ms. Petunia!
La Grenouille est Morte
Look what I found on the living room floor Sunday. An interrogation ensued. Silence. Wally wasn't copping to it. Shifty eyes from Rilo. They may be in on it together. Maybe even the cats had a part in it, but they've made themselves scarce. Meanwhile, the frog isn't getting any fr...
Tracay, I think so too! I wonder what other stuff I can blame on them during my shakedown . . . and welcome to Fooleryland!
La Grenouille est Morte
Look what I found on the living room floor Sunday. An interrogation ensued. Silence. Wally wasn't copping to it. Shifty eyes from Rilo. They may be in on it together. Maybe even the cats had a part in it, but they've made themselves scarce. Meanwhile, the frog isn't getting any fr...
Pierre, I mailed the legs to my favorite Frog. Oops, I ave sayed too much.
La Grenouille est Morte
Look what I found on the living room floor Sunday. An interrogation ensued. Silence. Wally wasn't copping to it. Shifty eyes from Rilo. They may be in on it together. Maybe even the cats had a part in it, but they've made themselves scarce. Meanwhile, the frog isn't getting any fr...
La Grenouille est Morte
Posted Mar 12, 2013 at Foolery
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On behalf of Wally, I thank you, Daryl. Hes currently nosing under the dining room table, in case we dropped some morsel at dinner.
The Descent of Wally
Wally sleeps deeply. Ever more deeply. Pound for pound, Wally outsleeps anybody. Even grizzly bears. And they hibernate.
Pierre, Wally would surprise even Sir Isaac.
The Descent of Wally
Wally sleeps deeply. Ever more deeply. Pound for pound, Wally outsleeps anybody. Even grizzly bears. And they hibernate.
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