California drought: then and now
5 days ago
I'm thankful for Mangesh not hanging any weird stuff in our office. For the strict enforcement of my bus line's cellphone ban. For tabbed browsing. For the imaginary first down indicator. For the grilled cheese sandwiches at Amy's Bread in New York's Chelsea Market. And for the fact that my doctor said if I walk more, I don't have to join a gym.
I'm thankful I have a job I love to go to (almost) everyday and that my manager is very reasonable and logical. For my thick and shiny hair. For my group of volunteer friends. For my beautiful cat, Ginger, being trained to be a lap cat (it was a hard battle to convince her it was a good thing). For my son being dedicated to his schoolwork enough that I don't have to harass him to value his education. For The Office, which provides TONS of laughs in my house every week. For washers and dryers. And for the fact that we will have a new president in a very short amount of time.
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock
Super Man Dat Hoe
Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
Jocking On Them Haterz Man
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance
I'm Jocking On Yo ***** ***
And If We Get The Fightin
Then I'm Cocking On Your *****
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I Got Me Some Bathin Apes"
Me: We could just go up around Thanksgiving and celebrate your birthday then.
Him: I don't' know...I'd rather not wait.
Me: So we could go between the weekends and celebrate both-one late, one a little early.
Him: Why can't we go on this date?
Me: I have a volunteer project.
Him: We could just cancel it.
Me: I don't think we have to cancel your birthday, we can find a time.
Him: [blank stare]
Him: Why would I suggest I cancel my birthday??
Me: Oh...the volunteer event...right...
Mom: C'mon, let's go inside.
Boy 1: Okay Momma.
Boy 2: No.
Mom: C'mon, get out of the car, it's time to go inside.
Boy 2: No!
Mom: Fine, me and Boy 1 are going inside. Watch out for the ghosts.
Boy 2: What ghosts?
Mom: The ones that will arrive soon while Boy 1 and I are inside.
Boy 2: Wait, I'm coming.