Jun 07 2006
flying the tardy skies
Three word you never want to hear when flying with an infant…
Two. Hour. Delay.
Archive for June, 2006
Jun 02 2006
seacrest, out!
Off to find a house in Canada. See, here’s my bag…
Yep, just one bag. I am a simple girl with simple needs. I can get all my things for 5 days into one bag, and I’m kinda proud of that.
Lily, however, needed a slightly bigger bag…
Oh yeah, and this one, too…
And let’s not forget this one…
All this for a girl who has no teeth and doesn’t wear shoes. Yikes. If she had packed it herself, I would have yelled at her and made her leave half of it behind.
Jun 01 2006
a.k.a.
stripper name: Ali Kleevaj (and my specialty is blow jobs, in case you were wondering)
ninja name: Manzo Sawamura -san
wu name: Hidden Bullshitter
ninja name: Manzo Sawamura -san
wu name: Hidden Bullshitter
my truest self: Napoleon Dynamite. Lucky!
Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
Jun 01 2006
You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what’s coming to you. I’ll bite your legs off!
Tomorrow, our dear Izzi will move on to new pastures. Pastures where they may or may not kill her. She reiterated today, for the 4th time, in case we had missed it the first three times, that her bark is not quite as loud as her bite. They may be little, cute teeth, but not many random passers-by are too keen on having them embedded into their calves. So it’s off the the pound for her.
My heart is broken. As if it wasn’t ripping in two already.
Peace out, little sister. We’ll miss you.
Out of the blue, my old friend came over last night. She NEVER comes over. I cried on her shoulder about this, and after an hour or so visit she and Izzi fell truly, madly, deeply in love and Izzi has a new home way out of town, away from the things of man, with Hannah and her family.
God bless Hannah. They are a perfect fit, those two. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before.
