In what I thought would be a desperate and futile attempt at finding a new tidbit to tune into, I ran across the old 007 Bond films on the Netflix. JACKPOT!!!!!!!!!!
*In order to even partially understand what follows, one must be aware of a little game Ben and I play with each other. The I can't even phase you anymore game. Rules are simple: Catch the other person off guard with ridiculous words or actions to see if you can make them consider the possibility that they married a lunatic.
So anywho, we've started the James Bond movies from numero uno. Ben was thrilled by my fantastic sleuth skillz (with a "z") of finding such Netflix fun. He was so thrilled and immediately into spy character that he screeched out the James Bond theme song and bit me. On the ass. I honestly wish I could claim it was some type of sexy experience. But some weirdo biting thru your flannel pajammie pants while yelling "dun nun nun nuuuuh!!!" in James Bond style while you try and figure out what the heck is happening? Nah, not so much.
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baby blanket! |
I made a baby blanket!
Whoohoo marvelous creation with such character.... aka a few patches of consistently inconsistent stitching.
Psssh whatever. Baby needs to know that life ain't perfect. Aunt B may as be the one to teach that valuable life lesson in the form of a comforting and freakin' awesome blanket
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new beast mode glass |
I received a pretty cool glass to add to our collection. Beast Mode, welcome to the fam!
Perfect for summer baseball season (go brewers) and cold beer
Thanks Schmev!
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Here's a little known fact.... I have road rage and relatively poor parallel parking tendencies.
Here is an example of my most recent parallel parking job. It's close enough to 8 inches, or 1 foot, or maybe 4 inches? from the curb... knowing those details is apparently half the battle....We were just running inside for some caffeine... otherwise I would have used my road rage to get the job done right. Or at least better. Ugh screw that.
Parallel parking is for fools.
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Guess what I found under the fishie tank. More Mardis Gras beads.
Whaaaaaaaaat?! why.
If you want them, you may have them.
xoxo, b
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