1.) Just wanted to point out that the top searches that bring people to MrsMouthy’s blog are, in this order:
dirty panties, pictures of christening cakes, schoolgirls panties, baby baptism cakes, dirtypanties
So bless you, you sick, perverted, holy people. And to satisfy about 2/5 of you, here’s a little something I made this weekend:
2.) A couple Fridays ago I found myself with precisely 1.5 hours all to myself. Here’s what I did:
*Unloaded the dishwasher by myself (Kevin, your Christmas shopping is done!)
*Took a bath and NO ONE CAME TO LOOK AT ME while I laid there in the water. No one even filled up my tub with toy cars!
*Went to the bathroom and NOBODY CRIED
*Ate a pound of potato gnocchi drenched in a quarter pound of browned butter sauce and didn’t share it with anyone (though I kind of wished someone else had been there to blame it on)s
*Turned the TV on to a channel that was not 9
It all felt completely exhilarating and reckless.
3.) Vincenzo: “Mom, want to know how to spell “zebra?” Just take a “z” and and a “bra” to it!” For those who need the visual…
(Because as lacking in morals as the Internet is, I could not find a picture of a Z actually wearing a bra.)
(There is still some hope for humanity.)