I don’t think early Native Americans even ate salty corn chips or spoke like Scooby Doo, did they!?!
God rest y’e merry gentlemoms…

How about a little more Halloween, to go with your Thanksgiving?!?

Hey...YOU!...yeah, you...Thanksgiving is only four days away...three, if you're sitting here and blogging...when you should be scrubbing tiles, herding killer dust bunnies, hiding the laundry and preparing for a houseful of company...like, my mother-in-law is gonna look under the beds...although, it is kind of hard to NOT notice all the dust...who can blame me, though...raising four kids...two cats...and one garbage-picking, sock-eating, bone-headed chocolate lab...who...by the way...will jump on my mother...and probably break her new knees...but, where can I put a 90 pound dog...that isn't already hiding laundry...and what the hell is that smell, anyways...GAH!...now I'm sounding like an Ellen Degeneres commercial...[ohm]...be the ball...you CAN do this...WE can do this...get through the holidays in one piece and with most of our sanity...intact.

[blank stare]

Or, not!

[crosses eyes and sticks out tongue]

If my mother, punched your mother, in the nose, what color blood came out?


"Don't even think about it...or, else...I'll have to send for my posse!"

Now, if you'll excuse me...I'm going to go scream now...pop some Advil...and then continue to scrape together some sort of dinner plans...that include rotting pumpkin flesh...'cause it's almost Thanksgiving...and I'm still NOT over Halloween, yet!

Happy Monday, y'all!

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