Well hello, bon soir...comment allez-vous ce soir? Moi? Bien merci.
Oh yeah, I know more - well, not so much. It's not really a bragging right to say 'Hey, I'm lazy and therefore only speak two languages, one of which I do in such a poor fashion, it's reserved for only those times involving some sort of libation.'
Heh. You guess which one. I'm still confused...and yet, happily skipping down the trail of carefree language abuse.
Your welcome.
I can sing the French national anthem. With mucho gusto.
Wait...........what?
Isn't that - ?
Yes, and your point is?
Ahhh, french.
I need a cigarette. Just writing the word - french - makes my old habit stampede up to the forefront.
Got a light?
Nay nay, me either.
Ok then, wine. In a Captain America kids cup. Because my one, true, beloved wine glass met with an untimely and gruesome demise. Grace becomes me like a 2 x 4.
So I sit here sipping every so often, faced with the gleeful heroic smiles of Spiderman, the Hulk, and yes, Captain America.
Classy. Grade A. Nothing but the finest around here.
*sigh*
*wink*
Let's see, what's on my mind hmmm?
Notice to anyone on the Peninsula.....if anyone was grocery shopping Sunday evening and heard a lady talking trash whilst a wee one screamed """"""UPPPPPPPPP"""""""" """""""MOMMMY UPPPP, NOWWW PLEASEEEE"
Me.
Yet again, classy.
Ovulation, PMDD, and two cranky raggedy kids has left me no choice but to voice my concerns over issues involving anyone not cooperating within the limits of said chaos.
Welcome to my wirlytwirl *wink*
As said screaming ensued, a middle-aged redneck (i.e., mullet aka Wayne's World) and his yuppie looking female companion - because you never know right - felt it his privilege to tell his companion, in front of me, that some people don't know how to parent.
That some people need to shut their kids up. Some people need to have some respect and deal with their kids.
*sigh*
We've been here before haven't we? This same issue? And usually I rant about it later - here.
Nay Nay lovies - not Sunday
I stood, frozen, child yelping while couple walked down the aisle.
and then....my mouth caught up with my brain
and HK acted up a fool. for shame. seriously people, I know I looked psychotic.
Grabbing Annabella up and walking briskly down the aisle, explaining to her, of course, that when you have something to say, say it. Don't whisper it to your friends like some pathetic piece of crap who doesn't know how to behave in public.
Explaining Loudly that if something bothers her, get it out and face the consequences....just say it!
Nice. Fucking. Parenting.
Annabella thought this was all very silly, as did Samantha and ohhhh, how they giggled.
The moral?
Act a damn fool in public and your kids will behave in the fucking store. Gayd Dayum!
Let's see, oh yeah, Richard Jeni.
W.T.F.
That's it about him. Loved, loved, loved his stand-up.
Damn.
Tomorrow, actually today, I will be welcoming two fine lovely ladies over to the townhome.
The ladies dreams are made of and then some -
A sexy fine front loading washing machine and her slutty little partner - the dryer
Brand new with energy star qualifications so you know what that means -
All that work, spinning, and heat with not a lot of cost.
I know I know.
MmmmMmmmMmmm
*sigh*
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