Buggery

Not that kind of buggery!

I could have blogged earlier today but I’m pouting.

 

In between throwing outright hissy fits

and tantrums.

all because 

my lovah left.

Merlot got in the car and told me she hates every boy in her class

except one and she mostly hates him too.

She’s precious.

I opened my mouth to tell her not to say ‘hate’.

Then I shut it because I wasn’t feeling it today.

I’ll tell her tomorrow.

On the bright side, Jumping Bean’s egg did survive the 2 story drop.

It went down cushioned in a tiny Brighton bag

(that held her 5th grade graduation pressie from my mom)

sitting in the tissue

with the bag handles tied with yarn

to Merlot’s Asian paper hat that 

she/we made at her field trip last week.

 

Sucker just parachuted down and landed gently.

 You’re welcome to anyone that just happens to need this info.

I’m off tonight, Stanley is on his way.  I’m going to the crash pad

where I will be alone to pout some more.

This is such bullshit.