Posts from — September 2008

me: hey just got an email from our neighbor – she said the guy across the street’s car was stolen on Saturday. From the driveway in the middle of the night.
me: AWESOME
lorso: Mrs. M mentioned the other day that a few years ago there was a spate of car robberies on our street
lorso: must’ve been a few years before we showed up, but still…
me: yeah, well i’ve decided that i’m against car robberies in general.
lorso: me too.
lorso: i think that’s why i’m backing obama.
me: i do think i remembering hearing palin was for car robberies.
me: bitch.
lorso: seriously.

(Later….)

me: we’re going to go to target and car wash after rest time. anything you need?
lorso: yep
lorso: will you get me some more shave gel?
me: wait, no WAY. that’s what I need
lorso:
me: you know cash is short these days. just use my girl smelling one.
me: or would that unzip your man suit
lorso: that’s the problem
lorso: it would unzip my man suit
me: alRIGHT, geez.
me: prima donna.

I took a trip back to our favorite thrift store, which I will now be calling The Cheap Blogging Material Emporium.

First up – Boots of DEATH:

I’m curious, what sport does one play in these, exactly? Perhaps this…

If that’s the Pee Wee shirt, I would NOT want to meet the regular sized team in a dark alley. GC & SU = Gonna Come & Stuff U

Worst Group Slogan on a T-Shirt Ever:

What are you supposed to say to that? “Thank God, because you people look one foot from the grave.”

LUV MONKEY:

Actually, I’m pretty sure buying this for someone means you do NOT, in fact, love them.

Woman in White Jogging Suit Pretending to be Jesus Record:

Upper corner reads: “Where do you go when you dream?” That’s a great question, Anne. Not real sure, but fairly certain it does not in any way involve scary naked babies with wings clutching at my legs and staring at me with cold, vacant eyes.

Record I Kind Of Want To Buy Just to See WTH is On It:

***UPDATE: OMG, I totally should have bought it.

And last but not least, the Last Chance Fakeout of the Day:

Totally thought this was a book about one Hillary…

But PSYCH! It was about another:

A mixup that’s pretty good for H. Clinton, pretty tragic for H. Duff. Sorry, Duff.

Until the next episode of LCJOTD, you stay thrifty, Yestertimers.

Please excuse my spotty non-blogging today. I have had a busy weekend with various and sundry things including being showered with copious amounts of babylicious gear. I want to catch up with some picture taking and posts maybe even updating my About This Blog page though, so I may be MIA tomorrow. But as this means we will all get to stop staring at the dead bug Snapshot, it’s a win-win I think.

In the meantime, I would just like to say that while I am FAR from being organized enough to have LG’s outfits planned or even taken out of the gift bags that I received them in, I do happen to already know what she’ll be wearing on Nov. 4.

Behold:

See you soon.

(To set the stage: The NBC Nightly News is on in the background.)

Bug: Mom, why are the baby’s feet up here in your belly and the head is down here?

Me: Because the baby is getting ready to come out in a few weeks and she’s trying to put herself in the right place to do it.

Bug: Oh. I wish I could catch her when she comes out.

Me: You do?

Bug: Yeah, I would be good at that, Mom.

(pause)

Bug: But Mom, wait. Where is she gonna come out?

Me: Ummmmmmmmm….

Ann Curry: Today in the Obama campaign…

Bug: MOM! OBAMA!

Me: Yeah? You know Obama?

Bug: Yeah! Obama! MOM! IT’S LIKE BAHAMAS! OBAMA BAHAMAS!

Me: Yes! Let’s talk about how Obama is like the Bahamas!

Bug: OBAMA BAHAMAS! OBAMA BAHAMAS! OBAMA BAHAMAS!