It’s sunny and warm. The car windows are rolled down. Now all I need is my hit jam of the summer. The first nomination is: Blurred Lines -Robin Thicke ft. T.I. & Pharrell
Snarkily reading Facebook: Your baby looks like an old man. Your baby can’t read, so posting to her/him about how much you love her/him is ridiculous. Selfies are out. Especially taken from above, unsmiling selfies. This concludes today’s Snarkbook reading. Edit: Selfies are out unless your selfie looks like this.
Dear Meri, You are growing up so quickly. I am no longer bringing you to work out of necessity but rather to keep me company (and so you don’t destroy the new yard). Everyone still enjoys seeing you but you get rather bored rather quickly. Long gone are the days when you are content to […]
The Happyplace recaps of Mad Men and Game of Thrones episodes as if they were on Facebook Bad Lip Reading of The Walking Dead This sort of old NY Times article about a book that’s already come out about the Lunchable (and science behind other junk food that doesn’t bring up as many feelings of […]
Confession Time: I don’t care about Arrested Development. I’ve been passively denying the truth until now. I think I watched about 2 seasons (how many seasons were there?) via Netflix but couldn’t tell you one character’s name or an episode plot. I vaguely remember a banana stand and if that is indeed from the show, […]
I had this dramatic post planned in my head. It was going to be about how awful it is to be looking for a house to buy in Denver right now. It was going to complain about how when a good house comes on the market you must see it the day it comes up […]
