I wonder how long it will take until we see the headline
in the National Enquirer: "Hanging Hoax: Saddam Still Alive"?
Someone has been pulling out pieces of my cinnamon broom and I've narrowed the suspects down to one bratty cat named Buddha.
Because he's her favorite cat, Female Offspring #1 insists he's innocent and is trying to point the finger at Stupid Cat.
Fortunately for Stupid Cat, the "cinnamon broom bandit" struck UPstairs while she was sleeping DOWNstairs. Apparently, I need one of those cinnamon sniffing dogs like the cops have.
You know the one big drawback to having a trailer full o'family? Having to listen to someone sing "What's Love Got To Do With It?" at the top of their lungs while showering at 6 a.m. Now I won't name the obnoxious warbler, but I will say this, I *nailed* that second verse!
For some odd reason I woke up at 3 a.m. worried about Female Offspring #1 driving back to Pburgh today. I usually feel ok with it, even though I always tell her to call as soon as she gets home, but for some reason, I'm feeling very worried about it today. I'll be glad when I get her call telling me she's a ok.
I saw previews for "The Hitch" and I have to ask, what ASSHOLE would
think that hitch hiker looks trustworthy and pick him up????