About me: I'm 42 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 9-year-old Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Gone fishin'
Chuck's been called home to the mothership (i.e., an all-weekend stag) so I'm taking Junior and my Amish quilts to New York City. I might come back with a pink mohawk just because.
Oh, please come back with a pink mohawk. Please? Just don't come back with Swine Flu. That's what one kid in my town brought back from NYC as a souvenir.
13 comments:
A pink mohawk will definitely put an end to that Amish question. Have fun.
I pink mohawk will be perfect for you.
Will they dye those chops, too?
Oh, please come back with a pink mohawk. Please? Just don't come back with Swine Flu. That's what one kid in my town brought back from NYC as a souvenir.
A glow in the dark Mohawk would be better.
An alien green, glow in the dark mohawk!
Mohawks should be compulsory.
Maybe you could sell those quilts on the street corner. Instead of the naked cowboy you could be the naked quilter! Hoooooot.
enjoy your weekend!
Are you taking your horse drawn chariot? What would life be without one of those?
I'll keep my eye out for you!
Really? You always struck me as kind of a PURPLE mohawk kind of person.
That sounds fun
A pink mohawk would totally rock!
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