Hey guys!
Oh my gosh!
I just got back from a whirl wind trip to New York City!
NEW YORK CITY!
Can you say it like the Pace Picante Sauce commercial?
Cause that’s what I always think of whenever I say “New York City.”
Inside the Pie Near Woman
You know what?
There is nothing like a good vacation to bring your family closer together!
Re-connect!
Remember what you love about each other!
And then blog about it all over the internet!
So here are a few of my favorite ski vacation memories!
Hi everyone!
Hello?
Hellooooooo!
Does my blog look so totally different to you today?
Can you guess why?
Can you?
What if I give you a hint?
It starts with a V
FOR…
VACATION!
Is there anything more important in life than teaching your children how to think independently and to be creative?
Our oldest daughter is now in high school. And when I say “highschool” I don’t mean that sprawling building on the edge of town where all those young, drugged out, sex addicts spend their weekdays getting high and knocked up while having their brains impregnated with satanic information like the age of the earth being more than 6000 years old and dinosaur fossils not being fake bones that were planted by Lucifer to trick scientists into becoming atheists. What I mean when I say “high school” is our cozy home where Emilie spends her days lolling on the sofa reading teenage sci-fi novels, practicing her sign language and shaving half of her head, and dying the other half green.
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Attention World!
Hello?
Anyone out there?
I said ATTENTION WORLD!!!!
Tap, tap, tap.
This thing on?
My daughters are still growing and I can’t get them to stop. My eldest daughter is headed towards six feet tall and my younger one is just about to pass me up.
I still can’t stop writing about how fast my kids are growing up.
I still need to tell you that I am never going to let them go!
Never!
Ever!
I am still not ever going to let them go to college!
Because that is still the funniest, most eloquent and moving thought I have ever had in my entire life! Read more…
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Jesus H. Mother Fucking CHRIST!
What does a girl have to do to get a little respect around here?
Warning! The following post has been ghost-written. If it seems different than my regular posts… that’s because it is. Listen people! I don’t have time to write my blog! I’m too busy deep fat frying hotdogs for the internet!
Enjoy!
