Friday, September 12, 2008
Um...what? Sorry- I dozed off a little there.
Things have been as exciting as unflavored ice milk here at Casa de Whiskey lately. When we're not working, we are buying things for the Casa, fixing/painting/cleaning/monitoring construction at the Casa, chasing kitties around the Casa, or laying on the new couch watching "Animal Cops" while eating frozen food products that have been made to be warm thanks to the advancements in microwave technology while in a catatonic state in le Casa.
Jealous? It's like I'm living the rock star lifestyle, minus the sex, drugs, rock and roll, parties, fancy cars, spandex, leisure, strippers, exclusive vacations, personal shoppers, $1000 dinners, punching the paparrazi, unfortunate tattoos and STDs.
This weekend promises more of the same white-hot excitement, with possibly some grilling, interpretive dancing and chain saw juggling thrown into the mix. Maybe I'll get really lucky and we'll go to the grocery store! Yee-haw!
I'll be taking pictures, just to prove my point about the whole "dull as dirt" thing.
Here's to hoping that my next post won't cause you to shake your fist angrily at the sky screaming "That's two minutes of my life stolen! STOLEN BY A STEALER, DAMMIT!!!!"
One can always hope.
*I have about 1,473 new pictures of the furry turd factories right now, if that's any indication of the level of dullness here at the VonPartypants estate.
Happy Friday, my little chunks of deep-fried hamster nuggets. Happy Friday.