Photo Friday #1

mean girls

So the grieving process, yeah me and you internet are not gonna talk about that so much. So anyway...

I was flipping through the late night options, you know; food network, discovery channel, animal planet. Then I stumbled onto this. Is it just me or is Denise Richards exactly as you'd imagined she'd be?

Did you know that the following about an American Toad's lifespan?

"In the wild most American toads probably don't survive more than a year or two. The majority die before transforming from tadpoles into toadlets. However, they are capable of living much longer. Some toads have lived longer than 10 years in the wild. There is a documented account of a captive toad that lived to the ripe old age of 36 and was killed by mistake."
(Dickerson, 1906; Harding, 1997; Oliver, 1955)

Still watching the train wreck that is Denise...

So anyone out there ever been through the terrible twos? My son has me at my wits end. He "hates" this and that and me and tv and broccoli and,,and,,and. Don't get me started on pedialyte, as it truly spawned the "i hate" phase.

Rest in Peace

Are you walking now? What do you think? I love you little brother. Thank you for all that you brought into my life, a piece of my heart goes with you.

my name is MC and i approve this message.

I sit in front of my laptop holding breakfast cereal. yup, that's how I roll. I am not exactly eating it, just reading the box. I am not ashamed to say that this has been an obsession of mine since childhood. I am a fan of breakfast cereal on the whole. Add fresh fruit or a smoothie and it is oh-so-good for you, uber enriched heaven.

Did I really just have a cereal tangent? What about the serial comma? What is your take on the whole chicken versus the egg thing?

please internet distract me with your anecdotal wit. no really just blather on about amoebas even.

and the beat goes on.

Dinner conversation;

Her: "Mom when I grow up besides a golfer and ballet teacher and a dentist. I start thinking about houses and I think I'm never gonna move out"
Me: "Out of mommy and daddy's house?"

Her: "Yes!"

Boy: "When I grow up, I'm gonna drive dad's car!!"

Us: Dumbfounded but cracking the hell up.

So there you have it my evening in a nutshell, I could stop right here in this moment. The agreement, the calm, the Oh wait he's hitting his sister again...