Are pop tarts really that good? I’ve never actually tasted one, but honestly, can they be that good?

And where did my son’s hands go?

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I love Wal*Mart. I love their hours, I love how huge ass the stores are. I love that you can get anything you need and more in just one stop. I have read a million aught eight hate filled posts about Wal*Mart as a corporation, and Nine million more about the type of shoppers they attract.

Until tonight, I loved even the people who shop at Wal*Mart. Like the one time, when me and BFF Kissy were wasting a few hours just walking around and we saw this guy, he was about 18 and was just standing there, two different pairs of gloves in his hands while be bent over ever so studiously reading the, what? Instructions? On another pair. We could tell that that poor boy was feeling lost and alone. This was most likely the first time he had to go shopping and his Mamma wasn’t there to lend a hand. Me and BFF Kissy? We’re good people. When we someone in such obvious distress, we cannot help but to come to their aid.

And in this case, aid might have come in the form of us lobbing children’s mittens over the isles to see if we could bean him on the head. Or it might not have. You decide.

But tonight, we walked into Wal*Mart, Hadn’t gotten more than 20 feet from the entrance before this monstrosity in lime green spandex pants. Lime Green. Spandex. Pants. walked towards us, and that’s when I knew. That’s when it all of a sudden hit me.

Lime green spandex. In public. Without shame. The human species is doomed. There is no point in continuing on as we are. Don’t bother going to work tomorrow, get a head start on the looting.

∗ Posted by bluepaintred on 03.24.2008
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Ok. so the kids woke up and found their treasures, but Hubs and I insisted Easter was not until the next day and that they must be on crack ‘cus WE SEE NOTHING! Which.. was fun while it lasted, but then I wanted chocolate too so we let them “find” their crap again.

Chocolate is good.

Then, my Bro and his entourage came over and shortly after that my dad and his crew stopped in on their way out of town. Dad has a dog, a wee tiny thing, and Smokey Teh Pup had an awesome time playing with Joey (joey is the dog)

That? was good. We had coffee. We had smokes. We had chocolate.

Then after they all left, I snuck in a three and half hour nap.

But the best part of the day was zipping over to Fab’s blog just now. Me and hubs spent a lot of time combing through archives of the Cleavage contest entrants, some were easy, and some were damn hard so we guessed. In the end, Hubs and I managed to get 14 of the 29 boobies matched with the correct bloggers and won a gift certificate for some sexy stuff. Of course since hubs helped me stalk and name the boobs, he shall have to assist me with the spending…

But first we have to find a place that will ship to Canada!

And then? Shelli won the title of (best) Rack of the Blogosphere with a very very nice rack! YAY Shell!

Pee ess: Here is the cleavage picture I entered! I had to use the picture from Fab’s Blog becuase after I took mine and sent it, I deleted it from my camera and files.

(also, coming up this week I will reveal the Polka Dot Project!)

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Today has been a very good day, and considering that Blue Boy passed his fevers from hell onto the baby, that says a lot!

Some of you might have seen my facebook status message a few days ago as “OhMyGOD, omgomgomg!“. Several people emailed me and left messages on facebook asking what was so exciting. As I was unwilling to jinx myself, I told everyone it was a secret.

But today I got confirmation, So I am ready to Squee my excitement all over the interwebs!

{Does any one know where the dramatic pause button is?}

Just over a week ago, StuffOnMyCat put out a call asking if there were any cat lovers interested in becoming a contributor to their website.  I sent in an email expressing my desire to be one, along with links to these two posts from my archives. I was very sure that The SOMC crew would enjoy the posts I had linked for them, but at the same time, I was 100% certain that I would be rejected as a contributor, just based on the sheer volume of people who would be applying.

But then I got the email from Mario saying they would love to have me!   Thats when the panic set in. Was I good enough? Was I going to be able to take the criticism? There will be some people who read SOMC who do not share my sense of humor, and I wound easily. And what about Writes block? You’ve all seen me come down with it.

As excited as I was about being offered this chance, I was equally terrified. I wanted this SO badly, but the what if’s were killing me. My fear almost kept me from responding to Mario. In fact, It took six hours for me to finally get up the nerve to reply, Even then, I hyperventilated as I typed out my questions and sent it before I could change my mind. Again.

I am not being paid to write for SOMC, but I will gain in readership as BPR will be linked when I write for them, and Each time I am on SOMC I will link to them from here so that if any of you are interested you can go read it.

Originally I was going to wait for my first post to go up before telling every one, but I’m So Fucking Excited !

*gigglegiggle*

Pee ess: This Dude is having a baby, and thats damn cool! And by “this dude is having a baby”, I do not mean his wife is pregnant. HE IS!

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