Welcome to my blog. I sure hope it is entertaining for you. I am so high tech with my own blog. I made this blog so I can keep in touch better with everyone with my blog. I will write on my blog as much as I have time to write on my blog. Who came up with the word "blog"... or "ebay"... or "google"?
In March of 2007, a couple of my sisters and I took a cruise to "beautiful Encinada, Mexico". (It's a quote, not my quote, but still a quote.) While we were on our shopping tour of "beautiful Encinada, Mexico" I came across this fireproof Gucci purse. Pretty sure it is the real deal.
That was almost 3 years ago, and since then I've bought other knock-off purses, but never actually used them. I have no idea where they are, and when I did know, I was too lazy to transfer all my Sonic and WalMart receipts into a new purse. As you can clearly see, the genuine leather is starting to peel away from the cloth handle making my real, fireproof Gucci purse look a little dumpy. I've been talking about getting a new purse for the last couple months, but I'm all talk. I talk a lot, to a lot of people, and shockingly some of those people actually listen to me. My friend Anissa brought me over this beauty as a Chrismas present.
It's way bigger! Plus, it was filled with these treats.
There is no way anyone will ever be able to top this gift! Thanks Anissa!
Dwight and I went out last night. I gave the kids my usual lecture about the rules while I am gone. I am really good at the lectures. I went out in the garage to find my shoes, and then came back in to put them on. I guess the kids thought when I went into the garage I left, because when I came back in Calvin jumped up real quick from where he had Howie pinned down on the ground. Howie was crying with his hands over his face and Calvin had something hidden behind his back. All I had to do was give Calvin my "look". (You should all learn this.) He showed me the Cookie monster stamp he had been hiding from me. Poor Howie got Stamped. Doesn't he look so super sad?
Can you believe I thought my kids would just sit on the couch with a blanket, quietly watching tv the whole time I was gone? (Cuz that was what I told them to do in my lecture) Looks like I need to rewrite a few chapters of my parenting book.
About a year and a half ago, Dwight bought me this fancy laser jet printer. I'd show you a picture, but you can just trust me, it's awesome. But you know what's not awesome? Buying new ink for it. I went to the regular IRL store to get a new black cartridge and it was $85. Too rich for my blood. I figured I'd go online and search out a cheaper option. I found a place through Amazon that sold it for $37...a significant difference. I decided I better look at the reviews first. There were 6 of them. 5 of the reviews gave a 1 star and they were angry, misspelled 1 star reviews. Then there was that lone 5 star review written by John C. Bendheim. It was just a bit too properly written. I clicked on the button to read other reviews written by John C. Bendheim. I suggest you do it too. This guy is quite the online shopper. He has a daughter named Susie who tried the homeopathic calendula cream and loved it. Even though I counted at least 5 dvd purchases, he still wrote in a 5 star review for the purchase of Scenes from a sexual nature, "I don't usually buy DVD's".
I especially loved his review of the Popeye dvd he bought, "Popeye soothes the spirit by getting out of jams in a simple and quick way. While it would be better that he didn't punch his enemies, at least everyone is alive and well each time he eats gets his dietary fiber, calcium and folic acid. The technical quality of the DVD is fine."
Looks to me like I can no longer trust the opinions of complete strangers on the internet. What is this world coming to?
It is FREEZING here!!! We got up Monday morning and go out to the car to take the kids to school, and my new tire had a flat. Seems someone ran over a giant screw. Dwight had already left for work (seems to happen every time I have a flat tire) so I was on my own. Dwight suggested I just keep the kids home from school...rude. I decided to teach Calvin how to change a flat instead. What a man.
The kids finally got to school at about 10:30. Then today at about 10:30 I got a call from the school to come pick up my kids. The power was out and they couldn't heat the building. "All students MUST be evacuated" <---you'd think it was a bomb threat. Put a jacket on already. That's two days of schedule ruining.
I went to this baby shower last week that I wasn't invited too. I ran into one of my favorite blog stalkers. She made such a big deal about my pathetic blog. It was just like the paparazzi. Now I know how Lady Gaga feels.
Look how nice I was to let her take a picture with me. I let her do it one other time.
She looks exactly the same as she did nearly 20 years ago, she's even still with the same guy. Me and Edward broke up. It was on account of his big head. I'm like shallow Hal.