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Funny Gals: April 2013
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Follow me on Twitter. Monday, April 15, 2013. Babies are magnets for crazy people. She started off asking if she could look at FunnyBoy and was very nice about not touching him. Then she asked me his name (still very normal). Then she asked if he was my first and when I told her he is my second, she asked if I had a boy or girl at home. When I said "boy," that's when things started to get weird. Two boys. You keep working on that girl! Then, this. "Let me know when you need me to babysit! Seeing no knob ...
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Funny Gals: October 2014
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Follow me on Twitter. Wednesday, October 22, 2014. Mom's great escape (for the day). To sum up the day, we walked around, we talked, we shopped, we ate pastries for lunch (without having to share! We got fitted for bras, we talked, we had ice cream even after having pastries for lunch and we met another friend for a sinfully caloric dinner and great conversation. We decided that the day wasn't as much about what we had done, but what we had not. Lovely new england weather. Thursday, October 16, 2014.
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Funny Gals: January 2012
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Follow me on Twitter. Friday, January 20, 2012. We should have named him "Jeeves". As if that wasn't enough help, I pulled out the coffeepot this morning and when FunnyKid pointed to it, I said, "Mommy's making coffee." The little smarty immediately walked over to a cabinet, opened it and pulled out a can of coffee, which he walked over to me! I just need to buy a step stool so he can climb up and finish the job. People told me I would love having kids, but not because they would do all my work for me!
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Funny Gals: December 2011
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Follow me on Twitter. Thursday, December 22, 2011. Sixteen months after giving birth, I became a parent. After months of raising FunnyKid, middle-of-the-night feedings, kisses for bumped foreheads and more diaper changes than I can count, what finally earned me the title of parent? And then I tried to assemble it. Pulling the large plastic pieces out of the box at 10 pm, I thought, "how hard can this be? I had to view on-line video instructions and pull out a drill in order to get most of the way done.
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Funny Gals: March 2012
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Follow me on Twitter. Tuesday, March 27, 2012. I know telemarketers are just doing their job. but I kind of hate their job. We recently dropped caller ID (I know, how 1990s of us! In order to save a few bucks. Which means I have to blindly answer our home phone. Which means I've had the, uh, pleasure of speaking with many telemarketers lately. No thanks," I said. But you get blah blah blah for only blah blah a month and at the end of three months, you get a rebate of blah blah," he said. I don't think so.
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Funny Gals: February 2013
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Follow me on Twitter. Monday, February 18, 2013. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). We also have some pretty funny readers. Leave your comments (funny or otherwise), especially if it includes references to how fast we look like we've lost the baby weight. We aren't very awesome about checking our email. One of us may have even forgotten the password. But we try. Yes, I know "Sam" is a boy's Name. Confessions of the Fat Girl. Will work for shoes. Holy crap, guys! I need a break from all the bleeping beeping!
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Funny Gals: December 2012
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Follow me on Twitter. Tuesday, December 11, 2012. I kept a straight face, but I was laughing inside. As I did this, I glanced up just in time to watch her impatiently hit the gas a little. and drive straight into the little concrete bar on the ground that keeps a car from plowing into the building. She wasn't going fast enough to cause whiplash or anything, but I still found it to be poetic justice for being such a bee-yotch (seriously, parking one spot over would have added, what? The way I see it.
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Funny Gals: May 2012
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Follow me on Twitter. Wednesday, May 30, 2012. You know it's time to dye your hair when. The neighbor of your sister (the sister who is only 2 years younger than you) sees you holding your cute niece and says, "And this must be your mother.". Time froze. I kind of stared at her in shock, fighting back the tears, as my sister said, "this is my sister" and the neighbor continued the conversation without an "Oh, I'm sorry" or "it's awfully bright out here so I didn't get a good look" or anything.
