Babe, we know your obsessions reach far and wide.
DON'T MAKE ME GET MY BELT!
OK, that's a whole new obsession.
And I don't want to judge but, dudes, tmi.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Babe, we know your obsessions reach far and wide.
DON'T MAKE ME GET MY BELT!
OK, that's a whole new obsession.
And I don't want to judge but, dudes, tmi.
Squee!!!! Baby buffistas in costumes!!!!
It is raining, so I have had very few trick-or-treaters. Still, the kitty-face pumpkin is lit up and the bowl of Pain Candy is by the door in hopes that more will show up.
DON'T MAKE ME GET MY BELT!
Tell me I'm wrong.
Dude. You live with Susan. Tell me I'm wrong. Hee.
Look, you say this stuff, and I'm left to deal with THREE DAYS of Susan obsessing over what you said to her.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
You should speak to Joe on this matter. For lo, I do this as well.
Back from trick-or-treating. Exhausting, I say. But Sara took to it like a fish to water -- by the third house, she was running behind Ben, calling, "Me, me, me!" Ben and Daddy are going back out since it's Sara's bedtime, and Mommy is beat.
Pretty Kara! Adorable Aidan!
Must upload a picture of the little ladybug in a bit.
Just back from a grocery store run to pick up a missing ingredient for dinner. Lots of kiddies already in costume.
I had Annabel in her Mariners jacket, a thrift-store find of slightly out-of-date design. (At least, I don't think they make team gear with those teal sleeves anymore.) I figured if anyone asked, I'd say she was a Mariner from back when the team knew how to win games. Maybe Edgar in '95, 'cuz she has way too much hair to be Buhner and is cuter and more charming than A-Rod.
The kids are all dressed up. Pictures will be taken soon, but don't know when I'll get to post. K-Bug is dead. She is "coffin girl" for a haunted house. CJ is still in his Giants uniform.
DH is grumbly, understandably so - he got laid off today.
C has volunteered to man the door while I take CJ out.
I need a flask to keep me fortified this evening. I wish!!!
cuter and more charming than A-Rod
My cellulite-afflicted left buttcheek is cuter and more charming than A-Rod. Annabel's cuteness isn't even in the same stratosphere as the place A-Rod inhabits.
Ack, Maidengurl, job~ma for the spousal unit.