And sure enough, Tuck Tape was involved.
Hot & Naked. That’s how I bake. Also look a the pretty cupcakes!
That’s the Vanilla frosting.
I should’ve used the actual frosting bag instrad of the cheap Ziploc.
This looks like albino crap.
They are were still very delicious.
Told ya Tuck Tape was involved. 😉
Those cheap Ziploc bags were no match for my manly hands!
Whenever LovelyWife leaves for her “business trips”, we always go to the same routine.
She’ll start by asking me if I’ll be all right taking care of the Zadorables by myself.
I always say I will.
She always asks if I would like FMIL to come over while she’s away on her “business trip”.
I always say that I would love FMIL – because FMIL is awesome, and hello: Homemade Cheesecake? Who wouldn’t want that! – to come over, but that I can perfectly manage the household and the Zadorables while she’s away on her “business trip”.
She’ll then phone FMIL to let her know that I’ll be all by myself from this day to that day, and that I might possibly call her if I forget how to use the stove of lose one of the kid’s legs.
But rest assured that never happened.
Anyways, today LovelyWife is flying out for a week-long “business trip” in North Carolina. That means I’ll be a single dad for the next 7 days.
I like it when this happens, but the Zadorables? They LOVE IT.
They’ve already made plans for the week, and of course they started with this 7 day menu:
Of course, this is not at all what a LovelyWife menu would look like.
Then again, she’s not here for the next seven day, so I’m running the show.
Clearly, mine is better because we never go to a restaurant, right? 100% home cooked meals! 😉
Pizza FTW!
I’m a great dad.
Spending some time on Awkward Family Photos, one starts to wonder which family we might be mistaken for. After all, the “two parents + two kids (a boy and a girl)” is a fairly common configuration in television and movies.
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage
Go together
Like a horse and carriage
This I tell you brother
You can’t have one without the other
Love and marriage, love and marriage
It’s an institute you can’t disparage
Ask the local gentry
And they will say it’s elementary.
Well, I’m more of the Fester type, but still.
You can right-click to Save Ferris as… Badabing.
Of course, our favorite family we could be mistaken for:
Note: We’re incredible enough as it is without that extra kid, thank you very much.
And remember, it could always be worst.
What about you? What is your family configuration?
Today May 27 is the 147th day of the year (148th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 218 days remaining until the end of the year.
I have 446 published posts on this blog.
In 54 posts, I will hit the 500 posts mark.
in 54 days, we’ll be at the 201st day of the year.
The 201st day of the year is July 20.
July 20th is my birthday.
How weird is that?
And speaking of birthdays, today is my friend Isabelle’s birthday. Yup, she’s older than me by 54 days.
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday, Dear Isabelle,
Happy Birthday to you!
XXX
TUA (thanks Kapgar): Look who found me on Facebook! It’s my old friend:
EDIT: I seem to be sending some of you straight to the spam comment folder. It happened to both Whall and Kapgar’s comments at this point. If you post a comment and it doesn’t appear right away, let me know by email (lesombre at gmail dot com) or DM me on Twitter (@LeSombre). Thanks!
In pure Call of Cthulhu tradition, I’ll keep the last bullet for myself for when the actual madness leaves for her conference.
All right, I did not marry an axe murderer, but I did marry a mathematician.
In my defense, she was not a mathematician when I married her, she was just weird. 😉 She only got weirder later.
Can you find my LovelyWife in this page? That’s the line-up of speakers for the F2009 SAS Business Forecasting Conference. I’ll give you a minute.
Hint: She’s the sexiest person on the page. Well, unless you have a Dr. Phil fetish. You perv.
And if you’re too lazy to go to the page, I made a mosaic of all the conference’s speakers right here!
Oh, there’s also one impostor, can you find the impostor?
This post is part of the Year of the Purge : A to Z series. Every other Sunday, I’ll get rid of something starting with the letter A and working my way to the letter Z by the end of December. This week I’m getting rid of K.
Need I say more?
About once a year I get a mad craving for KFC. About once a year, I eat some KFC. About once a year, I get severe “stomach upsets*”. I really think those two are connected somehow.
No more KFC!
*Do any of you know of a nicer way to say explosive diarrhea?
I dreamt that I took all the skin & muscle off my right arm.
I just cut around the bicep to the bone and pulled the whole thing off like a sock.
I did it so I could reajust the tips of my fingers. They were dangling a bit, you know like when socks are not quite pulled up enough?
The problem was that once I pulled the skin and muscle off, it became stiff and I was having trouble putting the bones back in.
So I was walking around trying to find a doctor to put me back together.
All the while thinking “this is messed up”.
I woke up, I was sleeping on my arm, and my arm was asleep.
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What do you think that means?
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