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The Lyons Din: Flashmobbed
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DIN: a loud continued noise; especially : a welter of discordant sounds. Monday, August 22, 2011. Disclaimer: This story DID NOT really happen. All characters are fictional. Everyone knows my 10-year-old daughter would NEVER act like this in real life. I've never seen anything like it. Here we were, my mom and I and one of my daughter's friends, sitting at the dining table, enjoying some nice boiled Louisiana crabs on a Friday afternoon. My favorite. Mom's treat. Even better! All I know is, one minute I ...
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2012 October
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Sometimes we only have one in us. October 19, 2012. Go on, subscribe. But I won’t be responsible for what happens after that. I have a raging UTI, which is most likely more information than any somewhat normal person would want to know about anybody, much less about me, but at least I’m getting it out there right at the front what this post is about so, you know, you can skip it and move (quickly) on to something else. A text I just sent to my husband:. Sometimes we only have one in us. Go Go Gadget Zen.
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2014 March
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A text I just sent to my husband:. March 25, 2014. Go on, subscribe. But I won’t be responsible for what happens after that. I have a raging UTI, which is most likely more information than any somewhat normal person would want to know about anybody, much less about me, but at least I’m getting it out there right at the front what this post is about so, you know, you can skip it and move (quickly) on to something else. A text I just sent to my husband:. Sometimes we only have one in us. Go Go Gadget Zen.
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2012 September
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Wordless Wednesday: A Girl and Her Banana. September 12, 2012. My dog is her canvas. September 11, 2012. Sex education the South Park way–not as awful as you’re thinking, I promise. But close. September 8, 2012. You probably wish my husband was your husband, but he’s not, so back off! September 6, 2012. Go on, subscribe. But I won’t be responsible for what happens after that. A text I just sent to my husband:. So, I killed a dog the other day and people are surprisingly okay with it. Now follow me, dammit.
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I sort of called somebody an asshole today, which wouldn’t be that big a deal, since I call people assholes all the time, but only in my head, and this time I actually said it out loud and it wasn’t even a member of my family. Also, I hate motorcycles, so
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I sort of called somebody an asshole today, which wouldn’t be that big a deal, since I call people assholes all the time, but only in my head, and this time I actually said it out loud and it wasn’t even a member of my family. Also, I hate motorcycles, so if you ride motorcycles, or ATVs, stop that shit right now. October 11, 2013. Who the fuck talks on the phone these days? So they don’t bother chasing cars that are going 45 mph or better. But the road that runs in front our house? And we don’t mind....
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My dog is her canvas.
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My dog is her canvas. September 11, 2012. I just shaved my legs, which required a closer observation of my legs than I usually give them (I mean, I don’t sit around looking at my legs and obsessing about them all the time–well, yes, I obsess about them, what woman doesn’t? My husband and I paid $300 for this dog, or roughly $100 per brain cell among the three of us. Comments… read them below or add one. Lily from It's A Dome Life. September 11, 2012 at 11:58 pm. I hope you survive. Replies to my comments.
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Goddammit, I made myself cry. I fucking hate when that happens.
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Goddammit, I made myself cry. I fucking hate when that happens. August 13, 2012. I should still be cleaning stuff. I spent the weekend at Alice and Shrek’s house tending Hellbaby there because despite our best efforts, the fleas continue to rule unabated here. They don’t bite us for some reason, but they eat her alive. Yuck. Damn global climate change. I should also be working on my guest post for Whacamole Mom. Best no more said about that here. You’ll understand later. They look ready, don’t they?
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Enemy mine, you have vanquished me at last.
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Enemy mine, you have vanquished me at last. July 18, 2011. So you’re back. I thought I had rid myself of you forever. I should have known better. Being the dog of the anti-Christ, I was foolish to think anything other than you would be back, again, and again, and again. I already knew you are immortal. Oh, I’ve never had the daring to try to do the deed myself. I am not. Oh, you’ve have some close calls. Remember the heating pad cord? For you it was probably no different than a week at the spa. Your hedo...
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2012 August
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Goddammit, I made myself cry. I fucking hate when that happens. August 13, 2012. Go on, subscribe. But I won’t be responsible for what happens after that. I have a raging UTI, which is most likely more information than any somewhat normal person would want to know about anybody, much less about me, but at least I’m getting it out there right at the front what this post is about so, you know, you can skip it and move (quickly) on to something else. A text I just sent to my husband:. Now follow me, dammit.
