I can just be that aunt, can't I?
Yes, you can.
There are also wooden blocks, of which you can never have too many.
They are my favorite 2 or 3 year old gift.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I can just be that aunt, can't I?
Yes, you can.
There are also wooden blocks, of which you can never have too many.
They are my favorite 2 or 3 year old gift.
Krav stuff should be made to last, right?
Also, I am having a delightful lunch -- pepperoni, cheddar, grapes, and vanilla diet coke. mmmm.
Yes, but she was a loser.
OMG, ita is so judgemental.
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In Hebrew there's a slang expression called "teaspoon state" to describe just that.
I LOVE this phrase. In high school we called it "Denny's Time", since most of our teaspoon states occured in that 24-hour eatery known as Denny's, but teaspoon state is just so much better.
Krav stuff should be made to last, right?
And nothing, but nothing, is cuter than wee boxing gloves. (Except for Casper and all other Buffista babies.)
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Yeah, I leave Friday, though. And I'll be at the krav centre three times between now and then ... yeah, I'm that aunt.
In Hebrew there's a slang expression called "teaspoon state" to describe just that. It's when the sight of a teaspoon or the pronunciation of the word are considered hillarious. Usually it involves late hours of the night and the like, of course.
I LOVE this phrase. In high school we called it "Denny's Time", since most of our teaspoon states occured in that 24-hour eatery known as Denny's, but teaspoon state is just so much better.
In those post college years my friends and I were hanging out in Denny's and the like, we referred to this state as "Stop-sign syndrome."
Had I the ability, I'd go on Cafe Press and make up fake college garb for "Teaspoon State" and we could all wear it and giggle.
HOME OF THE FIGHTING FLATWARE! WOO HOOOOOO!
why won't these letters fold themselves?
I am distracted and so not wanting to work.
The weather is gorgeous. The rest of today blows like the answer in the wind, my friends, but the sunshine, she is gorgeous.
I'm eavesdropping in on the COBRA conversation, since my husband is about a hair's length away from quitting his job in disgust.
Seriously? Wow. I mean, I guess I'm a masochist. Okay, I know I'm a masochist, and also avoidant, not to mention that I hate interviewing for jobs.