
This is the butt-nugget with whom I am competing for my sister's attention. Please note the Michelin man tire legs which I hope he retains FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE! Oh, he may look innocent, but he's guilty as sin! Guilty of tearing me and my sister apart! Guilty of depriving the world of the much needed comic relief that was formerly supplied by his mother via phone calls to me and updates in her livejournal. And he's also guilty of stealing my rightful spot as the center of the universe.
Okay, enough of that Shiite Muslim...on to other news.
What I really want to say is ***HAPPY BIRTHDAY*** to my mother, who was born on Friday, the 13th of August in like 1943 or thereabouts. Everyday when she goes to work, the first thing she does is check my livejournal to see if I've written anything. Then, and only then, does she check my sister's husband's website to see if he's posted any new pictures of the butt-nugget. So at least one person in this family has their priorities straight!--first ME, then Bobby. It's only fair since I was here first! So get in line, BAH-BEE!
Now, I don't want to gloss over the fact that my mom was born on Friday the 13th. In fact, I'd like to discuss an interesting pattern that appears to be developing in my family's history, a little pattern that from henceforth I shall refer to as "The Family Curse."
I'm not sure how far this goes back but to my knowledge, crazy, wacked-out things have happened on certain family member's birthdays.
For example, my mom was born on Friday the 13th and everybody knows that psycho serial killers like to wear hockey masks and murder teenagers on this day.
Then, there's my other sister, Cathy, who was born on July 20, 1964. Not a big deal. Not a big deal that is until her 5th birthday came along and we landed on the moon! Nobody cared that day that it was her birthday, as everyone was glued to their respective televisions, watching the news unfold.
Then, my sister Cathy had her first baby, on SEPT. 11, 1991, and nobody gave a rat's ass about his 10th birthday, I can tell you that much right now.
So, are you seeing the pattern here? I predict that on butt-nugget's 15th birthday some serious shit is going to go down. Possibly the discovery of life on other planets. Possibly another 9/11. We'll just have to wait and see. But remember this day folks, Nov. 5, 2018.....
Comments
He looks like he'll be starring as Bo Duke
in a remake of
some day. Maybe he'll get the job on his birthday.
Wait a minute, Bobby can't play the role of a man I lust after!
.....Suddenly lusting over John Schneider makes me feel very icky.
As it should!
He's the male equivalent of....Lynda Carter (aka Wonder Woman).
But don't get me started on Wonder Woman unless you wish to open up a Pandora's Box of DC comics Vs. Marvel plus a whole lot of geeky shit that my sister would be sure to roll her eyes at.
I see you play M:tG. Or you list it in your interests.
I used to play that game a bunch.
My mom checks my livejournal religiously. She lives in the other hemisphere, so there's nothing I can do to stop her. Yeesh. I only wish I had some michelin baby to distract her.
Did you know that Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen were born on Friday the 13th? And that they are not actually identical? Not that I'm like a fan (NO FULL HOUSE JOKES OK!) but having twins they are refered to a lot...
So, they seem to have had good luck, well, except for that whole anorexia issue...
So, I don't know about your sister, but I find it much easier to use my journal than the phone. I can hold a kid if need be, but mostly they just hang out on the floor next to me or sleep. So tell her that if I can do it, SHE can do it!
"Why is mommy staring into that glowing box AGAIN?!"
I totally know how you feel. All those years I didn't have any kids and one by one my friends started popping them out. They'd stop calling...wouldn't get stoned with me...would get mad if I held their babies upside down to see what would happen. That's why having one of your own is fun!
Sorry, I gotta go now. Bobby just stuffed the cat in the mocrowave and turned it on. Isn't that cute!!!!
>>wouldn't get stoned with me...would get mad if I held their babies upside down to see what would happen. That's why having one of your own is fun!<<
Totally! I still get stoned with my friends, and I don't get mad if they hang my kids upside down :)