Suzy is raising money to shave her head in support of children’s cancer research. She needs to raise $1,000 to shave her head bald. I, personally, think Suzy has very pretty hair… but I want to see that woman BALD as a newborn (bald) baby! The event date is March 24th of this year – won’t you guys donate, and help Suzy go bald?
It’s for a good cause! Plus, we can all call Suzy Cue Ball! Or Kojak! Or Lex Luthor! Or just plain Baldy!
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Okay, who the hell keeps searching on “shoe size” and “small feet” and is apparently dying to know my shoe size? Is one of you a foot fetishist? Because that icks me out, man.
(I’m wearing a size 8 or 8 1/2 currently, down from a 9 wide. IF YOU MUST KNOW.)
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Here’s reason number 5,798 why I love
That Man.
Last night we were watching TV when the spud called from California. I ended up talking to her for ten or fifteen minutes, and Fred started getting antsy and wanted me to get the hell off the phone so we could watch TV again. Since I was talking to my child, who was telling me about going to the morgue to see her grandfather, I got annoyed with Fred, and made the Mean Face and pointed at him and mouthed for him to shut the hell up I AM TALKING TO MY CHILD.
(A recreation. My actual Mean Face is MUCH meaner.)
Fred flounced off to check his mail or play with the cats, and I finished up talking to the spud, and we went back to watching American Idol.
About an hour later, I got up to take my empty water bottle to the kitchen, and when I flipped on the kitchen light, I saw this:
(Serious Injury List
7:28 pm January 25, 2007
Robyn Babbitt pointed and snapped and HURT MY FEELINGS.)
It took a minute for it to sink in, and then I laughed so hard I cried.
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For anyone who didn’t get the above, there’s a scene in Rainman that goes like this (Charlie is Tom Cruise, and Raymond is Dustin Hoffman):
[Charlie grabs him by the neck]
Raymond: OW!
Charlie: Don’t make a scene!
Raymond: OW!
Charlie: Stop acting like a fucking retard.
Raymond: UH-OH!
[Pulls out red book and writes in it]
Charlie: What are you writing?… What the fuck is this? “Serious Injury List”? *Serious* injury list? Are you fucking kidding me?
Raymond: Number eighteen in 1988, Charlie Babbitt squeezed and pulled and hurt my neck in 1988.
Charlie: Squeezed and pulled and hurt your neck in 1988?
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From my comments:
I LOVE YOUR PURSE!!!!!! Put it on ebay and I will bid on it!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay! (I won’t hold you to it, Becky; only bid on it if you really want it, and if you don’t, I won’t be mad. Promise!)
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Does Monsieur Boogers (pronounced Boog-AIREs) hate Christine?
Monsieur Booger’s affections are very easily purchased. If you send him something, he will turn his hate rays away from you and concentrate them elsewhere. He loves
Nance because she sent him a tophat bed (which he still sleeps in regularly), and now he loves Christine too. He loves his Mom and Dad because they give him treats and play with him and tell him what a pretty boy he is. He might be a hater, but he’s a lover, too. You just have to buy his love.
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#1 — glad Aimee is not the only cat to have litter on her nose. Since she was a baby. And she doesn’t cover her poo either — instead she scratches the lid of the litter box instead of scratching down to hide her surprise. Any advice on that one oh grand cat lady?
I have NO CLUE what’s up with that. Some of our cats will use the litter box and then scratch at the top of the litter box (on the side) wildly, as if they think they’re covering what they left behind. It’s a mystery to me what the hell they think they’re doing.
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#2 – forget the purse, I want your socks! Well, not ones you wore but the same brand. Care to share?
Land’s End Cotton Ragg socks. Yes, they’re expensive ($18 for two pairs), but I bought the four pair I have at least three years ago (if not longer), and they’re showing no sign of wearing out at all, despite the fact that I wear them, constantly, all winter long. Also, they’re nice and warm!
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Ha to the cat in the water. Where do you buy that? Not that we need more cats, but just in case.
Oooooh, sorry. Sam’s Club just ended their “Free hellcat in every case of water” promotion yesterday!
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BTW, Joe Bob looks like he fits right in with all your other cats. How much longer will you have him and his sister before they go back to the store? I guess it takes longer for the adult cats to get adopted
I’m not sure how much longer we’ll have them – it’s a matter of space being available at the pet store, and other cats being adopted first to free up space. Adult cats do tend to take longer to be adopted, but right now – since there aren’t nearly as many kittens available – is a good time for them. Joe Bob fits into the pack quite nicely, and I think that when it’s time for them to go back to the pet store, Tommy (who I’ve been calling the “Ambassador of Good Will” because he’s always the first And3rson kitty to make friends with the new guys) will miss him a bit.
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Why are you recarpeting the Madison house before you put it up for sale? I’ve heard that is not necessary because what if the next owners want a different colour carpet or want to rip it up and put in hardwood? You’d have wasted big bucks for nothing. Have you asked a realtor about it? When we sold our house 2 years ago we had the realtor in a few months ahead of when we wanted to put the house up for sale and she went through the house and advised what we needed to do. I know in one room we were going to rip up the carpet and she said not to bother, just give it a good cleaning. There were a lot of things we were going to do and she said it would be a waste of time and not get us any more money. Unless the carpets are really, really nasty I would just get them professionally cleaned and leave it there. Just my 2 cents, why waste the money if you don’t have to?
The carpet is so nasty that either we’re going to have to replace it, or offer a carpeting “allowance” to the new buyers. There’s no way on earth professional cleaning will get this carpet clean (no, don’t tell me to just give it a try – I saw how clean they got the carpet in the last house, and I was unimpressed), and any buyer with a clue is going to take one look at the carpet and either demand a carpet allowance, new carpet, or want to lower their offer. If we have new carpet installed ourselves, I think it’ll be cheaper in the long run.
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Here is a question for you … Do you ever pick up your cats and cradle them like babies? And when/if you do, do they ever put their nasty litter-smelling paws on your lips?
Certain cats (Mister Boogers, Miz Poo, sometimes Tommy) like to be picked up and cradled like babies. However, they don’t put their paws on my lips, and I am seriously grateful that they don’t!
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In my comments the other day, Stephanie in GA said:
Robyn, picture idea: naked.
Okay. Self-portrait #17:
And the outtakes:
(Fred likes this one)
I call this one “Oh, shit! Bubbles disappear, don’t they?”
Are ya feelin’ bubbly, punk? Well? Are ya?
(I’m sad to say, the bubble mohawk didn’t work out. Hmph.)
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Previously
2006: I think it would be hilarious if someone started manufacturing imitation Maui Jim sunglasses and called them “Oahu James” sunglasses.
2005: I figure they’re professionals and know what they’re doing, so I have no desire to clutter up the small amount of space left in my brain with that kind of information.
2004: I sense that there is a battle of epic proportions in my future, a show-down between Miz Poo and I as to just WHO the blanket belongs to.
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: But don’t tell Miz Poo I’m admiring another cat, please…
2000: It’s a conspiracy!]]>