party girl

NOV 30, 2009

I guess they had fun at the party. I had a nice time staying home and blowing my nose.

party collage 1

I sent Toby off with my camera and his little pink-bomb princess. It nearly broke my heart to watch them walk off down the alley hand in hand without me. But I really needed to stay home and not spread my germs. I’m sure Bug is a germ-carrier but at least I didn’t have to be dripping with snot and obvious about it. Not that kid parties in the wintertime aren’t great big germ wonderlands anyway…

party collage 2

From what I hear, Bug was smitten with the birthday girl’s dad. Silly kid. I hope the dad didn’t mind all her hugs and kisses. She also told me all about the Princess Bounce House and declared that we should get a bounce house for her birthday party that is coming up in January.

“Where should we put it?” I asked, wondering to myself where indeed we would put a bounce house since we have no yard. In the alley?

“In the street.” she replied nonchalantly.

I guess I could look into that. Do you think the city would let me blockade the alley next to our house for a kid’s birthday party? I wonder what kind of permit that would require. Wait a minute, I thought this was supposed to be the small party year?!! As in low key. I don’t think a block party would fit that description.

More than you ever wanted to know…


I was talking to Toby this morning about why he doesn’t have a blog. We both agreed that we are glad he doesn’t blog because it would be endless rants about taxes, politics and computers and maybe an odd post about gravy… (though now that I think about, that might be kind of humorous to others who don’t have to listen to it all every day like I do.)

Anyway, he said he would never have a blog because blogs just shout: “Me! Me! Me!” Which he quickly followed up by saying that I somehow manage to have one without coming across that way. Hmmm… I’m thinking he was probably quick-stepping his way out of an argument that might end with me in tears and a pulling of the plug on this website—which everyone knows is a bad idea.

The point I am trying to get to is that I feel pretty silly putting up these diary-style illos after having that discussion about “Me! Me! Me!” with Toby. But I don’t really have anything else brilliant and I figure if you’re kicking around on the internet and you ended up here, then you probably needed something to waste time looking at anyway.


Now you know more about me than you ever wanted to! Aaaaaack! Go wash your eyes out! Just kidding. It is what it is. I may or may not keep doing these every day. I don’t intend on posting them here every day but I might put them up on flickr. What do you think? Do you want to know more about my disgusting cat who pees on the kitchen floor and about how Bug cries and tries to grab the doors as we leave the mall? Just curious.

(Inspired by Gemma Corral)

Note: I am not the best speller. And unfortunately Bethany cannot edit my drawings. I’m sorry.