Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Hump Day

I just love calling it that.


Why is it so hard for little boys to actually get their pee in the toilet? I mean, seriously. They have a built in aiming device, yet it never fails that the one time I don't check out the toilet seat before I sit down, I'm sitting in some kid's pee. That is so disgusting.


The Goddess will be in Cowtown tonight and in the morning. Uzz actually gets to shoot her. For all my liberal friends, don't get excited, I mean photographically he gets to shoot her. I'm asking him to share a shot with everyone here or check out his blog tomorrow.


Our AC unit still isn't fixed. I think our repair guy fell off the face of the planet. He has worked for us before, so we know he does good work and he is the WAY low bid from other companies I've called. I suppose Army of Dad can do it, but I really don't want him to. Number one, it is going to be a pain in the ass to do and number two, whenever we do home repair projects he winds up cursing a cloud of profanities so large that people think we've been nuked in the Army household. Now that I think of it, where is that guy's phone number again?


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