Monday, November 29, 2004

You're short of breath, is it a heart attack?
(PSB – Can You Forgive Her)

As quickly as the divorce drama unfolded at my house with my parents, it has somehow wrapped itself up again and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. My dad has somehow accepted his "lost sovereignty" status and has resorted to redirecting his resentment and bitterness by redoing our kitchen floors.

For some reason or another I have a feeling this drama is going to unfold again come Christmas.

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Speaking of Christmas...I'm asking Santa for a baby brother. Don't screw me over old man!

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I love Christmas. I can understand the crowds at the mall; the crying kids; the angry parents looking for that last tickle me Elmo; and the bad drivers in snow; but what the fuck is up with people and their crazy holiday outfits? Is there any other season or occasion when it’s cool to wear bright green and red sweaters with Frosty the snowman or Rudolph the reindeer on the front? People always complain that my white socks don’t match my black dress pants (I'm way too tired in the morning to be running around looking for socks to match my pants) but hello, your sweater doesn’t match ANYTHING.

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Ok...your sweater doesn’t match anything EXCEPT wrapping paper!
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I think my dog has an eye infection. His left eye is all red. I’m going to take him to the vet tomorrow to have it checked out. Hopefully it’s not too serious and it doesn’t cost me an arm and a leg to have it checked out.

Imagine how badass it would be if the vet gave him an eye patch! Next Halloween we could dress up as Captain Hook and Muffin, his badass dog!

3 comments:

Sonia said...

That picture makes me laugh every time I see it! hahaha...I'm still going to ask Santa to give you some BLACK SOCKS though...or maybe the elves will come and take all your white ones away...

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I'm glad that things have quieted down a bit at the house, and I hope Mr. Muffin is ok!

Fumbling said...

omg was that ever funny. I think I laughed three times. thanks for the chuckles. according to my friend, things arent trouble til your dad starts buying stylish clothes, working out and shopping for a sports car.

~Sasha said...

Beautiful blog. I really enjoyed the window into your life. I think no two divorces are the same. Either way there's no way to do it in a civil way, is there? Keep the flames of fashion rebellion burning. *wink*

A pirate dog WOULD be killer.