Elliott, clearly not having grown up in the 1980’s: “Captain EO is a girl?”
Just saw a news report that said sugar is bad for you. It’s so stupid I can’t even think of a witty remark.
We get a free extra ride on Star Tours because I am wearing a Doctor Who shirt. WIN.
Kids just graduated Jedi Training Academy. It’s not Hogwarts but I’m still proud.
The baby next door woke me up and my aching legs (I’m old) wouldn’t let me sleep. But it’s ok. I’m watching “Ice Age Death Trap” on PBS.
Today the kids were exchanging pretend bad news (“Your kids are all dead and Doctor Who is canceled!”) and gigging like mad. Kids are weird.
Do you ever eat all the chocolate and the regret it because there is no more chocolate?
I’m so glad they are staring to advertise 2013 cars. This gives me hope that 2013 will, you know, happen.
Spam o’ the day: “Him will amuse the delicacy cats.” Him TOTALLY will.
Dear Pandora, When I said “Smashing Pumpkins” you replied, “Mayonaise.” Thank you.
It’s the kind of day where I slam my toes in the car door. Yes. Toes.
Say what you want about Umbridge, she has great taste in kitten plates. Oh! The mewing! I die of cute.
Also? I want a thestral.
I just sat here for 10 minutes thinking seriously about how I’ll wear my hair when I’m a metamorphmagus. Sometimes I forget what’s real.
Oh dear god. My dishwasher isn’t turning on.
Excuse me for not being online today. I’ll just be too busy riding the Millennium Falcon.
While I was off gallivanting with Han Solo, the dishwasher fairy came and left me a new dishwasher.
I just washed two fitted sheets and dried them in the same dryer. One sheet was completely tucked inside the other. I guess it won.
BEST. SPAM. EVER: “An absorbing word is worth scuttlebutt.”
Elliott wants me to make my hand a puppet for the rest of my life. Tall order, dude.
On this week’s 30 Rock Liz said she was PREGNANT WITH A CAT. I can’t tell if I’m pissed or if I love that she copied me.
I got dressed for a few hours today, decided it wasn’t all it’s cracked up to be and put on more pajamas.
You can tell it’s 2012 when PBS throws up hashtags during Masterpiece. The future is weirder than I expected. #DowntonPBS
I just had to explain what a busy signal is to Margie. Kids are so deprived.
You know, I love my “Welcome to Twin Peaks” t-shirt, but I do feel a little self-conscious wearing it being that I am, you know, a woman.
Winter. You know how it is. 87 degrees in February.
I have only recently realized that Cat Stevens’ “Wild World” is really passive-aggressive.
You know what’s stupid? No chocolate.
Just showed Elliott the Weird Al Phantom Menace song. His head appropriately exploded.
Elliott: Mom, tickle me on the brain!
I’m sitting at the park in 55-degree weather waiting for the kids’ PE to end. I’m cold. They owe me.
I walk away from the computer for half and hour & my first crush dies? I will miss you, Davy Jones.
My second crush was Warwick Davis. He better be around for a long, long time.
Huh. How did these pajamas get on me all cozy-like?
Today I bought a donut maker. So. Donuts for dinner!