This is the picture we are going to attach to our cover letter for our Amazing Race application. Plannie and Krausey will be the best thing to happen to CBS ratings. "Krausey, the map is the other way around! NO! Not that way! THAT way!" Applications, including letters of recommendation are due February 18th. Better start making those calls!
TODAY IS OUR PRINCE'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!! RAISE YOUR FORTIES FOR A TOAST!!!! MAC! THE PIZZA IS ON ME TONIGHT BUDDY!!!
Look at this high fasion facial hair! Adam wears his beard like a blue ribbon for first place. Lucas looks like he's been shaving since he was seven and Pat looks like a lost boy going through puberty. Steal this look and make it your own!
God. Remember this? Today, when you're scurring from one warm place to another, I want you to think about the time when the warm place was outside and we were drinking iced coffees and refreshing brewskies. Think about the smell of lighter fluid and bug spray and the sound of ABBA blaring through portable speakers. Think about going SWIMMING!!! I'm crying right now.
He runs a militarized dictatorship out of Bushwick and has a harem of 100 wives all under the age of 18.
This Magic Mountain was purchased on Bedford Avenue for $7.00. Best $7.00 I would say I have spent in well over a year. All I had to do was set up the little card board pieces and pour the magic crystal liquid all over the designated areas. Then I bought a six pack and waited. Well, nothing happened, so I went to bed and when I woke up: CHRISTMAS MORNING!!! THIS wonderland had sprouted! Thats incredible!
Everyone has their own ritual when it comes to eating a box of drumsticks from PFC. For me, I like to say the Pledge of Allegiance before I dive in. Whats yours? Please discuss.
MMAAAAC! Give me that biscuit!!!! PLLLLLEAAASE???! I only had a toast for dinner!!!
So lets go see THIS GUY instead. Mac: 0. Gustav Klimpt: 1.
Grandma and Grandpa will be hosting Thanksgiving 07! Get your apptites ready! Grandpa is going to baste the turkey in marinara sauce!
Yesterday was the New York Marathon. Up early to spectate were Mac, Plannie, Crus, myself and Timmy. We had donuts from Peter Pan and Free ICE COFFEE from Dunkin Donuts. Naturally, we were not running on empty, though Mac did complain a lot. The first to pass the 12th mile were the wheel chair racers and man did I wish I had some sunglasses. I was pregnant with emotion as I watched people with NO LEGS PUSH themselves in those wierd little bikes for 26 MILES. Then came the Elites. Yawn. And then came the peons, thousands of them, in all sorts of funny garb. They kept sucking on these little pouches that we started calling snack packs. The entire race took most of the morning and by the end, our little band dispersed for some much needed nap time at 1pm. I watched the marathon in about five hours and thirty four minutes. My best time yet. Next year, I'm going for under Four.
One time Thomas and I got rained in at 918 Lorimer Street. We hung out in the same room with out talking for three hours. Finally he asked to borrow my umbrella and took off. I am still missing my umbrella. Its red and if you see at Thomas's, please promptly return it to 918 Lorimer Street.
