Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Permanent Slugs

You know that 'permanent marker' thing on the side of a Sharpie? They're serious about that. And when your child decides to use one to paint a rock on your kitchen floor and it sinks into the linoleum, it's there permanently.


Supreme Leader's mat leave is almost done. I can tell she's looking forward to going back by the way she walks around the house muttering, "I hate my f@*king job."

"Baby baby baby, ohhh!" When we went grocery shopping on the weekend the audio section was playing a Justin Beiber concert video. That effing song lodged itself in my brain like some kind of heinous zombie cancer that made me want to drop to the floor and beat my head against it. "Hey look, toilet paper's on sale this week. Baby baby baby, ohh!" GAH! *thump thump*

Commercial for a photography store in Calgary.

Liam picked up a slug in the back yard yesterday and got slimed. It took over five minutes of vigorous scrubbing with a cloth to get that Ghostbusters ectoplasm guck off his hand. Don't play with slugs. Just sayin.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Sleeping Poet

Beans have eyes but you can't see them
Spiders don't hurt they're trying to help
Bees are helping too just watch your fingers
Fish plant beans but they're seaweed beans
Everyone plants beans, everything plants beans
Don't worry about rose bushes, just don't touch them
                                                   - Liam

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Hockey, Butter & Dinosaurs

I've been trying to get a post out for a week now.

But it's playoffs. Suck it, Vaughn.

And the last time the Vancouver Canucks made it to the 3rd round Supreme Leader and I had just got engaged. (this one's for you, hon)

I was only twelve the time before that.

So this is all I've got for now. Nothing personal.

Unless you're from San Jose, Detroit, Tampa Bay or Boston. Although I'd like to throw out a big thank you to Mary and the Red Wings for winning last night and drawing San Jose into a tiring seventh game.