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Literaphorically!
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Huffing it over the hill with my bag full of chocolate pudding, both literally and metaphorically.
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Taking the late-night local home afterr getting fully whiteboarded and potstuckered with @Maggie and friends!
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CasualCarpoolDispatch: Back in the strawberry-scented, linoleum-lined van. Now with Throw Pillow!
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CCD Correction: The part-cat-part-tooth tissue box holder is actually an anthropomorphed hot air balloon, also that isn't its vagina.
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CCD: Scion with tissue-box holder embroidered with part-cat-part-tooth character dispensing tissues from its vagina. (Carole King under.)
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Two cups of coffeed and ready to go look at houses, just like a grown-up lady-person.
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Oh, just another night of living right up next to a karaoke bar. I Will Survive? Maybe YOU will, but what about the rest of us? (Pow!)
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Am feeling a feeling that can only be described as "regretably gigantic cream-filled chocolate doughnut eaten too late in the afternoon."
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CCD: Van with a giant homemade wooden box in lieu of between-seat storage, ear-splitting AM news, and a hat sliding up and down the dash.
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CCD: Honda SUV with glacially slow windows, helmed by man in cute shortsleeved guayabera (winter in CA!) and full-sleeve black&grey tattoos.
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CCD: Rolling anecdote of torn upholstery, blown shocks (head hitting roof at each bump!), blasting beatbox, plastic dinosaur, and ketchup.
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Walk to carpool pickup, break shoe, walk home for new shoes, walk back to carpool. Today is broke! Reboot! (Reference @fireland)
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Today's Quality Moment: Sipping on coffee, throwing the dog a bone, listening to Marco work out chords for a cozy new song.
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CasualCarpoolDispatch: Blank tan Honda with no signs of life beyond a grubby Club and the overwhelming smell of gum.
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Flght attender a cautionary theme ride of lips. Lips lapel pin! Lips necklace! A walking warning of the dangers of a whimsical wardrobe.
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Steak on the grill, wine in my wine area!
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Craning in to hear the bee-related buzzing inside a bag of trash at the scenic digs of the one, only @bobmoz!
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New group at work with acronym OMG...first email exchange was so delightfully boggling, sprinkled as it was with what I read as Oh My Gods!
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What's worse than a screaming baby on your flight? A horrid 2.0 wheeler-mover-dealer-shaker spewing nonstop pop-cult nonsense at top volume.
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