Dena and Levi had custom printed M&M’s at their wedding. So much fun and so cute and so much fun! Every once in a while I think about it and go play with the page and see what I can get printed on an M&M.
I can get all kinds of wacky things:
Rotted
Pupae
or:
Killed
your dog
or:
Corn
Hole
or:
Did your
wife
and even:
Aborted
Fetus
But for some reason I cannot get:
Fruit
Flavored
um…what the fuck? seriously.
Category Archives: Blab
the tides and the wishes and the how-do-you-do’s
Lord. Busy. So much to write about.
Sadly, i’m going to subject you to one of those bulleted let-my-minutia-hump-your-face posts
- Saturday night was my sister’s birthday party. Happy 33rd, April! After the party I leanred to drive a stick because David was in no condition to drive home. He was, however, completely able to instruct and keep me calm. He’s remarkably patient.
- I crocheted a capelet for my sister as a birthday present. Of course her boyfriend had to go and one-up me by proposing. Bastard.
- just kidding, keith! So yeah! The big news is that my sister is totally engaged and going to get married. Everyone, please congratulate my sister! I am peached out happy for her.
- The aforementioned Irish Boy® came to town on Sunday. Ran the poor boy ragged going to the Hard Times, the falls, dinner with my dad, and drinks with my sister. Sadly, he is in the States so he can work in Mankato which is 80 miles away. Last night after work David and I drove him down to Mankato where first we stopped for pizza and he bared his soul to us describing his weakness for anyone who spoke greek to him. Hopefully we’ll have more time this weekend when he comes back up to the cities.
- This is my tuesday, my quiet night, ice cream and dog park.
Don’t forget to congratulate my sister!
I’m the winner
I learned how to drive a manual transmission at 4 in the morning with a drunk instructor. Over the years people have attempted to teach me to drive a stick with miserable results. With all honesty I can say this was
1) scarier
2) funnier
3) way more successful than ever before
the essential depths of honey
All week I’ve been trying to write a post about how happy I am that David is home. I start to write about how important he is to me, or how how much i missed him, or how strange it is that I’ve become attached to him.
I just can’t put the words together.
Everything just comes across as trite and without depth.
Suffice to say, I’m filled with happy. He is one of the most comforting things in the world.
like this
today will be one of the most perfect days. ever.
I gt up early, Ghengis and I went down to the coffee shop, sat out in the beautiful sunny morning and shared a waffle with whipped cream, strawberries and bananas. Even the bees who wanted my waffle didn’t bug me. I let them have some as well.
Later, Kit and I went over to Zumbro cafe, sat in the beautiful sunny early afternoon and had lunch.
I managed to wash all the dishes (go me!!)
I did the laundry.
I worked on another stuffed animal
I walked the dogs in the most perfect weather ever.
david will be home in a matter of hours.
I have missed him so much. He’s been gone since june. He’s been gone so long, and even though I went down to visit him in New Orleans, it’s not the same as having him here. I am anxiously awaiting his return.
I expect you won’t hear from me tomorrow. Don’t be offended if I don’t answer the phone.