Turd muffin. That's what my son called my daughter tonight. A turd muffin. When asked if he knew what a turd muffin was, he described it well enough. I'm happy to report that his description was, "a muffin made out of poops". Gotcha. I understand. So into the corner he went after I wiped his tongue with soap. Damn I'm mean.
I just noticed that the last time I posted was Sunday, and that was when I posted the latest brouhaha over the Hannah Montana tickets. Apparently, the tickets were sold out even BEFORE they were offered online, and people.want.answers. Get over it!!! Ashy did. I find it amazing that a 9 year old is willing to accept that sometimes things don't go the way you want them to, but some parents are still demanding answers! One mother even told the paper that she was working double shifts so she could afford the scalper's prices! Now THAT is a turd muffin.
I don't have a picture of our family's newest addition, a cute little tabby kitty by name of Olivia, but now I'm delaying taking pictures of her. I have fears that Olivia won't make it. Mostly because Avery has decided that she should practice her powder puff technique of tackling on Olivia. Every now and then, Olivia comes tearing downstairs and vanishes under the couch. From upstairs, we hear a very healthy pair of 2 year old lungs belting out: "OOOOOLLLIIVIA!!!!" It reminds me of those old Foghorn Leghorn cartoons where the old Southern Gentleman is calling out, "O Belvedere!!!!! Come hear boy!" So very funny, but I don't think Olivia sees the humor. ('cuz she's a cat and all)
Am I the only person in blog land that feels sorry for Britney Spears? She gave a crappy-ass performance, and the entire world dumped on her, including calling her "fat". Well - she might have given a sorry performance that showed just how inept she was, but the chick is NOT fat. I would LOVE to be fat like her.
ok. I'm in a turd muffin mood and i'm signing out until something more interesting happens to me. (which right now means that it might be a week or two before I post again.) I think I might spend the next couple of days just cruising around blogs and reading what the more interesting people have to say and try to find some inspiration for more entries. The most exciting thing I've been doing lately at night is reading the rants & raves on CraigsList and playing miniature golf on Disney's Toontown. Woot!! (You've GOT to check out the Toontown!)
~Sayanora!
normy!
Your son would really enjoy the Prez's nickname for Karl Rove, "Turd Blossom"