A Relative Who Doesn't Talk Back... YET.
I am in love with this little boy, Matthew. I would say my nephew, but as my good pal, the should-have-been June Carter Cash, pointed out to me, I'm an only child who is not married, so technically, I don't have a nephew. But he's my cousin's youngest son, and she & I are more like sisters, so he IS my nephew, dammit! And he laughs and smiles and is ticklish and rosy-cheeked, and I love, love, love him! Plus (and this is a big plus), I have only heard him cry once. ONCE. And even then he would pause mid-wail b/c he would start cracking himself up...
posted by KayJayPea at 11:29 AM
8 Comments:
Quit postin' so much funny stuff. I can't keep up. I'm a slacker blogger these days.
Did you get the card yet? I sent it out pronto.
Somebody's got a birthday soon ...
'er ... I think. I mean, of course, MINE is just a month away, but aren't you aquarius too?
Why can't I just email like a normal person?
Yes, I am an Aquarius, too -- do you not remember each & every one of my "100 Things About Me" entry!? Hee, hee... And I'm NOT excited about our last year before turning 30 years old (you beat me, though -- hee, hee).
I have been on the lookout for your card, but it has not yet arrived. Did you get mine? It's utterly tacky -- but I want you to know, I took that picture myself in my parents' backyard and only sent it to a select few friends who have a sense of humor. (You'll appreciate that fact more once you've seen it)
Hey, I'm ticklish and have rosy cheeks, too! What about me?
Both of you are aquarius? Me too. When's your b-day?
wHO IS THIS naked-poopin'-on-a-TOILET-outside guy? Figures that he's aquarius.
Please tell me that that card you sent does not have a picture of you and a dog named Gidget Ann. I have now received two photo Christmas cards from people and their dogs named Gidget Ann. What are teh chances of that? I mean, I want to see all of your animals, but not if any of them are named Gidget Ann. ;-)
No, my card does not involve a "Gidget Ann" (you got TWO w/ that name on them? Wow.), but rather something much more offensive and sans critters. Just wait.
OK ... got the card. Do you just keep a toilet in your yard or what? Hilarious. I have showed it to everyone. Which includes Husband and the secretary at the visitor center of the park. We don't have a lot of friends. Still. Not that it matters.
Merry Christmas!
Good Lord, no, the commode was not in MY yard -- it was in MY PARENTS' yard! They added onto their house and turned a bathroom into a closet (leaving the toilet homeless), and I spotted that jewel sitting outside all alone. And of course, what thought pops into your mind when you see a lonely toilet? Let's plop a poinsettia in it, take a picture, make it into a card, and tell my nearest & dearest to "Have a Shitty Christmas!!!" I mean that with nothing but love, really...
Merry Christmas to you, too!!!
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