TME FORR SKUL!!!

Behold, two sides of the same sign. Took these pics myself.





Ah, ya can't write comedy that good. This week, the kids started school (not at this genius school, though, thankfully)!

Beeb didn't want me to take her picture. She's Too Cool. This is as close as she would let me get to her. She's the pink blur between the mailboxes.




The boys aren't old enough to be embarrassed by me yet. Here they are, right before we left for the bus stop.




And here's Tito, all pitiful after Pie left.




Tito and I waited for the PM kindergarten bus which is supposed to pick him up right in front of the house but hasn't managed to get there on time yet - I've had to drive him to school all week.


During the last few days I've had a little bit of time to myself. I've done less in my alone hours than I have in the mornings, dragging Tito along. Yesterday we went to the Grand Opening of a brand new Goodwill store near me (I know you're jealous, Rip!) and did extremely well. I got a kickass Crock Pot Cookbook called Fix It And Forget It that had recipes for cakes in it. CAKES! In a Crock Pot! Can ya believe??

So what did I do today? I got a new, bigger Crock Pot at Kohl's using my $10 off coupon. Regular price $54, on sale for $28, I got it for $18. You can take the stoneware part out and put it in the dishwasher! I put three frozen chicken breasts and two cans of Cream of Mushroom Soup in it at 10am and when R got home at 6 in the pm, dinner was cooked and just staying warm via the programmable settings.



I love it more than I love my kids some days.

And I didn't run into Swamp Thing at Kohl's, either, but I was totally pulling the Swamp Thing Frogger Move the whole time. I'm sure I looked hilarious on the security video. I think Cruel Fate was cutting me a break after the Chuck E Fuckin Cheese Incident last week. Thanks for lettin' up on me, Cruel Fate, you evil cunt. I'm long overdue for some fuckin mercy.

I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to make anybody jealous, but guess who called me last week, just for the shit of it? YORKIE!!! And she sent me one of the funniest, most appropriately awesome thing for the Odyssexy.

I FUCKING LOVE THE FUCKIN FUCK OUT OF IT!!!



I intend to keep it in my pocket on the drive out to Chez Inlaw. We're going out there on Sunday for FIL's birthday. Yay. Please feel free to offer any simple, high-cholesterol, butter-intensive recipies I can make to take out there. The Aldi's will probably be there too, so hopefully there'll be some blogworthy drama that doesn't include me enduring FIL's misdirected wrath.

I was so glad to hear from Yorkie and the portable F-Bomb made my day. I've been a bit melancholy with the start of school. Whenever Beeb hits a milestone, such as starting Middle School, I can't help thinking of Beebie's friend Jack. I remember happy things about him, of course, but even when I do, I still get choked up. I keep saying I'm going to send his mom a note, and just thinking of what I want to write makes me too sad to write anything. And I never know if it's ok to tell her I miss him or if it's going to upset her, which is the last thing I want to do.

I've been kinda lonely, a little. Rip's out of town this week. I'd gotten spoiled over the stretch of a few weeks - between him coming over for Wii and Smithwicks and us going over for swimming and darts, we'd hung out almost every day and it was great. And I haven't been out with girlfriends in a while. I'm not complaining - I love being home and watching the Olympics in my jammies and eating Happy Cheese with R, but sometimes I just feel like being more social.

Haven't seen KOFA in weeks, either. I understand why - it's his choice. He's in MN for work this weekend. I normally don't talk to him much on the weekends, but lately I've been missing him. He knows.

And so, as necessity is the mother of invention, I've invented a whole new form of therapy: Laughing Baby Therapy.

How can you be sad while watching this?