some kinda wonderful

So, Monday I have a meeting. Each and every one of us whom work at the crazy house are being called to our very own personal meeting. The Barracuda lady and the Baboon lady want to meet with us. One. At. A. Time. My big meeting is fourth in line. Mine is at 10am. Whoo Hoo bitches...



We have a joke that they are calling us in to tell us about our raises.



I will actually shit my pants if that is the case, but, I am pretty confident that she aint the case here. But as always, I will keep you posted.



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This is what happens when I am hard at work and Mr Shaky is in charge of all major operations and keeping my business here flowing smoothly.





































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This is Boo. Sleeping...yes she is sleeping...BUT if you notice she is sleeping inside her little toy holder...This ladybug normally houses about 20-30 pieces of fluff. Stuffed animals if u will.

But she has turned this into a make shift sleeping bag.

Rest assured, she is tucked nicely into her big girl bed...WITH pajamas on.

And speaking of pajama's when I got home from work at 9 pm I told The Boy to get his pajama's on...

20 minutes later he came up from his room...NO JAMMIES.

I remind him that I did indeed give those orders.

So he starts to take his shirt off.

I tell him,

just because your taking your shirt off, does not constitute as PJ'S.

aww mom.....thats so not fair.

no, whats not fair is me having a son whom is too damn lazy to put on actual sleeping gear...oh and wearing the same boxers for two days running...

He was not impressed.

I am sure he is down in his room right now calling me a bitch under his breath. No, I take that back, my son does not swear, nor does he like hearing it, so he is probably doing something like this..

man my mom is such a poopy pants.


yea whatever.

~ I told Mr Shakes about my wanting to join Weight Watchers. He is all like

um dear, you do not need to lose any weight, you look "good"..I mean really "good"

after I cleared the vomit from my mouth I reassured him I am a fat sow.

he still claims this is not true, and a man of God would not lie.

In his defense though, he has not seen my naked since 1996..

with the lights on anyway.

Flipping the bird to all the barracuda's and bamboos in a 10 miles radius. Sleep well bitches.