Have you ever noticed that the inexpensive gas station version of cappuccino is much, much better than the expensive crap served in fine china? It's a metaphor. Figure it out.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Must. Win. This.
Oh. My. GodAllahBuddha.
I must win this.
I love those bags.
I.m just learning the joys of giveaways and the like, and I may or may not do one or some in the future.
But if I win one these bags, I will want for nothing the rest of summer... except for fewer court dates, my daughter to stay out of jail, and a for a working minivan. Okay, clearly, that whole not wanting anything else the rest of the summer was a lie.
But the lust I feel for those bags is not. *sigh*
And seriously, anyone who wants a working minivan needs fabulous bags.
Pick me! Pick me!
I'm done. (please?)
I am a wife, parent, adoptive mom, foster mom, teacher and pet owner. My 6 kids range in age from 9 weeks to 23 years, which means my life is a little on the "needs that prescription filled NOW!" side.
I enjoy dropping the occasional odd reference or big word to confuzzle people. I prefer words with nice sound effects like perspicacity and capricious, and interesting phrases like "pruny zombie wang."
Thanks to abuse and adoption issues, our lives are an interesting mix of psychotropic meds, probation, cheerleading practice and court appearances.