My dinner. Pissed. My. Mother. Off.
I’m not quite sure how, she’s not unaware of my absurd
obsession with late night greasy diner food.
I’d be more offended, I guess, but this IS the woman who had
rotisserie chicken, ravioli, a mysterious vegetable, and an English muffin for
dinner the other night.
Seriously. Her meals resemble the ingredients pulled out of
a basket on Chopped or an Iron Chef special.
via GIPHY
So, I saw this the other day…
Holy WOW! Spokane brothers build legit igloo with fireplace
What a great idea! With around two feet of snow on the
ground, and more in progress, this is amazing!! So naturally, I asked Angelica,
my partner in crime on most occasions.
"Do you want to build an igloo?"
To which she responded
Ugh,
It’s starting to look like if I want an igloo, I’m going to
have to build it myself. Seems like a shame to let all of this snow go to
waste.
Actually, there’s another thing I’d love to do before all
this snow goes away. Remember the Calvin and Hobbes comics where they build a
bunch of snowmen and block the road or driveway?
Good luck going to the store tomorrow, Angelica.
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