Saturday, June 20, 2009
Do you think it was bad that I okayed the Banana kid to go sleep over a friend's instead of hangin' with Stinky Cheese Man for Father's Day?
Well, I did manage to steal one of those free gifts for him that the office suppliers give me for spending a bigazzlion dollars a year on pencils and post it notes.
Aren't I a helluva gal?
Do you think I have to wrap it? I wonder if I can use one of those Princess Jasmine holders that I filled with useless crap for the Banana's goody bags at this year's birthday gala.
I was even contemplating getting him a card but the "I Hate You But Thanks For the Sperm so I Could Gestate the Most Awesome Kid in the World" cards were all taken. Just my luck.
I did manage to come up with a gift for MY most awesome Dad. I pinned him down and said if he doesn't come up with something he is going to have to have lunch with all three of his kids at the restaurant of his choice.
He handed me an ad from the bass fishing place for a rod hanger the very next day.
Wait... Should I be insulted?
At least it was on sale.
Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody so I think I will make some popcorn (the real stuff, not that microwave fake crap) shove Moonstruck into the DVD player and lament about my many failed relationships.
Either that or take up my friend's vice of Vicodin and Bourbon. Somehow his seems much more fun.
Peace Kids. Catch ya on the flip side.
Posted by Christine at 11:00 PM