Two words for next Christmas = Advent calendar
IS IT CHRISTMAS YET
IS SANTA COMING
I WANT SANTA TO BE HERE
IS IT CHRISTMAS YET
IS SANTA BRINGING MY BIKE
I WANT TO GO TO MOMO'S FOR CHRISTMAS
IS IT CHRISTMAS YET
WHERE'S SANTA
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Note to Mike Myers...don't make any more "kids" movies. Jokes about a dirty ho and the acronym for shit have no place in a Dr. Seuss movie.
You ass fucker.
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Zoe's dad stood us up again. He has a "cold." Yeah, and I won the friggin lottery.
She knew he was doing this too.
For future police/FBI reference: Again...dead, but I would never be the one. He's fucked over so many chicks now, I'd be among an infinite number of suspects. But IT WASN'T ME.
That was for you j-man.
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Zoe somehow saw a version of Cat in the Hat at school. She mentioned something about how she saw his butt. I had now idea what she was talking about until today when we saw the movie.
Scene where Myers is pretending to be a mechanic. He bends over and bam... there's his ass.
Zoe shouts "SEE MOMMY, I TOLD YOU!!" and "I TOLD YOU YOU COULD SEE HIS BUTT!!"
bahahahaha it was really funny because it was so quiet.
We had a really nice day today though. I had some sushi delivered (she eats ramen noodles with choppy sticks) and we spread out some newspaper in my room and had a picnic while watching Trading Spaces. Zoe loves the "homey show."
[aside]
Is Hildy smoking crack? Cardboard? On the walls? WTF? I'd want to kick her ass. That was so fucking ugly.
[aside over]
Zoe started acting up a bit. So I pulled out the "I'm going to call Santa and have him put you on the naughty list" thing on her. She freaked out and was crying and sobbing and was like..."sowwy mommy. I be a good girl now." I talked with Santa and told her that he said for her to start listening to mommy. Later, she was nice and helped pick up our picnic so I called him back (yeah, I phoned my office actually) and said she was being really really good. She started jumping all around and stuff. It was cute.
Anyway, I'm too dang tired. Keep writing my friends.
L D, I love you girl and you know it.
And I'm going to hell because Zoe loves MTV and the Wild Boys. "Oh my God, the Wild Boys." Seriously ... she friggin loves loves them. "Oh my God, it's an op-po-pus."
I ate some cookie dough too. I'm going to hell.