Archive for February 6th, 2009
Buy me a fish; I’ll cook you dinner
Hand me a fishing pole; I’ll stab my fucking finger. In the spring and fall, we go to a local lake and rent cute little boats. Sometimes, it’s a pedal boat, other times a canoe. No matter the boat, by the end, we’re all usually wet and Shmuppie is crying. It’s good times. At this [...]
Posted: February 6th, 2009 under Triangle Living.
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This does not end well for them
The Dr.’s office just called. JewelrySlut is not home. I had the nerve to answer the phone. Rather than give me the information they needed to communicate (it had to do with setting an appointment), the nurse asked for a cell phone number. This was said with a tone of “So we’ll never have to [...]
Posted: February 6th, 2009 under Baby.
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