The following things have made me pause and think, “Huh?!”
Kirk’s chest. Kirk is a character on one of my favorite shows Gilmore Girls and whenever he bares his chest, I think, “The eff is going on with it?”
Why Natalie feels the need to get into my chocolate. And then LEAVE said chocolate just sitting there. I didn’t waste it, don’t worry, though I still have no clue where she put that Santa Claus. I don’t think she ate it, so several months from now, I’ll probably find an old Santa behind the couch or something.
The woman with the tape on her fingers. I get that she’s teaching kids sign language, which is awesome, but she irritates the ever loving crap out of me.
Magazines that claim to have recipes for an “easy” Thanksgiving and then ramble on about herb and ricotta seasoning. I’m sorry, but no. Easy means just putting butter on the turkey, as I do, and then putting it in the oven. And then the magazine continued to suggest ways to allow your child to help out. Um, no. I want my child as far away from the kitchen as possible.
Angelina Jolie. Shiloh asked for a dead pet, so Angelina got her one.
The fact that Natalie felt the need to mess up my living room and then take a nap—on a cushion that she took from MY couch. And to think I only left her alone for 10 minutes. Imagine if I had left her alone for 20. (And yes, that is a bag of shredded lettuce. I’m just as baffled as you are..)
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