if mommy doesn't get these things out, she's quite liable to explode into little bits all over your frozen mozzarella stick lunch.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
some deity hates me
it came from the toy riddled side of the family room, and, smelling my fear, quite casually made its way towards my kitchen. i overcame my terror enough to smack it relatively immobile... except for the mandibles... which never stopped moving as long as it laid on my carpet. why do these things come out while my husband is away? this is one of the primary reasons i HAVE a husband. i need to return to my weeping now.