Not The Favorite
Monday, February 21, 2011
Condescension Flavored Baked Goods
All I wanted was some effing mini muffins. But no. You can’t do that. To your knowledge, you’ve NEVER done that. Right, I must be mistaken. Oh, I see, it’s just you now working there. Well, I suppose baking mini muffins instead of regular sized muffins would throw your entire effing DAY off. Holy fuck lady.
You know… The only difference between regular and mini sized muffins is the TIN you use. It's not like I asked you to make me a goddamned truffle hamburger with edible gold leaf buns.
I hope to God, the next time I see you, you’re wearing protective gear.
Labels: People Are Stupid
Friday, February 11, 2011
And Jesus said, Come and See... Me Pee?
Thursday, February 03, 2011
Just A Little Incident Involving The Boogeyman
I realized that I forgot to get her clothes out for tomorrow so I went into her room to get them. So there I am trying to get this sweatshirt out the bottom drawer when I hear Lauren stirring in her bed behind me.
Then... AAAAHHHH!!! She screams bloody murder and throws the covers over her head.
At first I think she's had a bad dream and then it sets in... She doesn't know it's me and thinks I'm a stranger/monster/maniac in her room.
I walk calmly to her bed (so as not to scare her any more than I already have) telling her that it's mommy and I slowly lift the covers up to show her it's me. The look of terror in those blue eyes was enough to make me laugh and cry at the same time.
I apologized for scaring her and she told me she was ok. But man! I still feel horrible.
Worst. Mom. Ever.