November 29, 2011
November 24, 2011
What I’ll be eating …….
Actually, this is an outright lie, since I am currently in the deep dark middle of nowhere with no Polish sausage arms in sight unless you count my MIL’s. This is only what I’m fantasizing about eating. Plop this pudgester on a platter, garnish with some parsley, and I’m good to go. No gravy, no side dishes necessary. Just the all-consuming pudge.
Hope your Thanksgiving is just as jolly and delicious, pippa!
November 22, 2011
BB: Vhere is Tee Tee? Vhere?? Vhere??? I sent her avay de last time and now, I hef noteeng but de sadness and regret. Oh de sadness! Oh de regret! It ees an ocean and I cannot swim ‘dough I would surely float since I hear I am dis beeg fat ting called Butterball. So it is verse dan I even tot! I am lonely beeg fat Butterball!! Vhere oh vhere is Tee Tee to make everyting better???
-image-Protected: maybe church, the end pt 2: the letter or what i call like to call “good move, trace”
November 19, 2011
November 18, 2011
If you look at the protected post below and think, “Eh, a recap of the last post she wrote about Maybe Church, I don’t need to read it,” I should mention that it does contain new mindblowing blockbuster information.
Well, at least “new,” anyway, but it’s Friday, and I have a penchant for engaging in massive gigantic soul-shaking overstatements on Fridays.
All of this to say that the post isn’t just a recap.
November 17, 2011
Being sent out. Check your emails today, pippa.
November 13, 2011
Baby Banshee, whom I shall have to rename Banshee Girl, I think, since she’s 3 now.
I have no explanation, insight, or clue here, but it cracks me up. Look how sold out to the bit she is. The swirly eye thing is smashing her cheek down and folding her ear over but she COMMITS to the moment. That’s my girl!