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Monday, December 03, 2012

It's like I don't even know me anymore

If there is ever any doubt my love for my daughter is unconditional, I offer up Exhibit A:


Sweet Jesus,
Brutalism

11 comments:

  1. oooh... welcome to the dark side. Has an elf made residence on your shelf yet? Only a matter of time.

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  2. Lisa - There will never be an Elf on the Shelf in my house. (Please read that to mean that it will likely be making an appearance next year...) >sigh< A Christmas sweater cannot be far behind. I weep for the younger me.

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  3. Are you kidding me? I'm wearing them! bahahaha!

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  4. On Dasher, and Dancer, and Prancer, and Canedo...

    I'd better see a yeti as a hood ornament, stat, if you want to remain credible with me "Mother Theresa."

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  5. I'm beginning to think that there is something about the name "Lisa". Something that I like.

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  6. Amy - I know. There goes my street cred. Maybe I'll add a little white powder under the Rudolph nose? Or a small black 'stache and call him Adolf the red-nosed reindeer?

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  7. Please go to ThatsNutz.com and select a red pair to make this right.

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  8. Amy - That may be what is needed here. Thank you. It also means that all of my Christmas shopping for others is complete in one stop.

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  9. OK, I have reached the jealous point. Must.....get.......car........antlers.....

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  10. Please see www.careyelashes.com. You're welcome.

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