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About me: I'm a 40-something mother to a pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our tween Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler Cam, 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?). I'm a freelance graphic designer and writer.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Or no stories!

I don't know what day it is. The last thing I remember eating is a stale bagel at 6:15 a.m. I think I have yesterday's shirt on. I definitely have yesterday's shorts on. What's this in my hair?

Ah yes. Sweet potato and a booger.

I'm going to take a shower. With a beer. Maybe I'll lie down and chug it and catch a quick nap.

Oh wait. It's bed time. Glorious bed time.

What the hell am I doing online? It's bed time! The time I have waited for all day. And what are you doing online? Go to bed! Right now! I mean it!


Brittney said...

lol yes I am taking your advice off to bed I go!

Pricilla said...

I think you need either more beer or more sleep or both

Jeanne said...

I didn't see this till this morning--wish I'd read it last night and done as you said.

Mrs. Tuna said...

Is someone a little over stimulated and needs a nap?

OGLADI said...

I have toothpaste in my hair.