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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.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Ay, Tuesday!

There's one holiday commercial I'm going to miss:

Cracks me up every time.

Know what else cracks me up? This book:

If you're looking for a last-minute gift for a mother, this book will make you laugh out loud.

I'm off to work now. And you! Quit scratching your ass and get baking those cookies.


Pricilla said...

I can't scratch my ass. My horns are gone.
My previous owner took them away.
Although I suppose I could just rub my ass against the fence.....

Sparkling said...

Of course, if you read my post about baking cookies, you can be sure to scratch your ass WHILE you're baking and all will turn out as expected!

Stacy Uncorked said...

HA! Those are hilarious. I've also actually been enjoying the Best Buy Christmas commercials - the one you posted and the BB ones are the only ones who aren't relegated to my trigger fast-forward finger. ;)