Just Keepin’ It Real

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Funny Faces

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Dubious Amounts of Ice Cream

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and Evil Black Cats that Like to Watch TV

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So, my husband and I have been spending the last three weeks staying up way too late at night watching old episodes of Lost on Netflix. Well, you know when Netflix wasn’t having technical difficulties with Lost episodes (I think it’s a conspiracy) and making us get a Hulu account just so we could watch what we already paid for. Except Hulu sucks because you have to watch commercials. I hate television commercials. We just started season 5.

Because we’ve been watching so many Lost episodes back to back that means we had to have something to snack on, which the obvious choice for us is sunflower seeds and Braum’s ice cream. My cousin would not be too proud. Needless to say I haven’t lost any weight for a month, but I haven’t gained any either. That’s okay, these Lost episodes have to end sometime, right?

Which brings me to my last point: the evil black cat. That’s right, we still haven’t figured out a name for her even though we’ve gone through at least ten different ones in her almost one year of life. She’ll probably get stuck with Black Cat the rest of her life. She really is a sweet thing–when she wants to be–although lately I’ve gotten tired of her biting my feet and knees to make me pet her. Plus we really like her (and the other two furry friends around here) chillin’ on our bed watching TV with us.

The end.

PS: My husband is going to die if he finds out I posted that image of him on here.

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A couple days ago I went to my local Mrs Baird’s outlet store to buy discounted bread. Of course this means I walked out with ten loaves of bread, some hotdog and hamburger buns, as well as some goodies. It’s so much bread that I can’t even fit it in the unused portions of my upright freezer so I started stuffing it in our refrigerator in the kitchen. That very night my husband begged me to go the store and buy hotdogs so we could get some of my bread stash eaten up pronto.

I soon found out that the amount of money I saved on purchasing all that bread at once I got financially raped for in the high cost of cheese filled hotdogs.

When I got home I smelled something like burning wires as I walked in the front door. And then a really loud noise emanating from the garage. The kids came running to me saying, “Mommy! You can’t go in the garage–Dad is making a surprise for you!”

Loud sounds? Burning wires? Secrecy?

You bet I walked into the garage.

That’s when I found this:

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And then THIS:

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Apparently, nothing of mine is off limits to these people around here. My metal shelf (yes, that’s what it is) got turned into hotdog roasters. So our family could do this:

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Am I mad at him? No way! I mean he’s got to have a pretty good explanation for not finding sticks in the backyard.

Thanks for the surprise Honey.

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