My back has been hurting so much the past couple days that I can't even wipe my own ass without being close to tears.
I'm 85% positive that Kanye and Kim's baby will be ugly.
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Some
bloggers are such snobs. I'm tired of putting in the effort without
getting any bit of reciprocation. It's too much like sex.
My kids were watching Disney Channel the other week and all I heard was "We shall call this place Pooh Corner." I immediately blurted out, "That's rude, they might as well call it shit hole!" Serious eye rolling ensued.
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I loathe teenagers. Okay, not all (shoutouts to my teen readers!) of them, but most. I want to poke my eyes out when I hear teenagers talk about the latest Facebook drama or how they got so many likes on the picture they posted of themselves on Instagram. I. DO. NOT. CARE. When you get a job and learn what it's like to do everything on your own - then we can talk. Over drinks.
Speaking of teenagers, once my girls hit their teens they are going to be homeschooled. Or sent to a convent. In another country. Probably convent so I don't have to deal with them except on visitation days.
Today's supposed to be a fitness day but I'm not feeling very fitness-y. I'd rather sit on my ass all day and laugh and stupid things, like this:
♥ Duckie.
Speaking of teenagers, once my girls hit their teens they are going to be homeschooled. Or sent to a convent. In another country. Probably convent so I don't have to deal with them except on visitation days.
Today's supposed to be a fitness day but I'm not feeling very fitness-y. I'd rather sit on my ass all day and laugh and stupid things, like this:
♥ Duckie.
