I am a Failure as a wife

0 As a 1930s wife, I am Very Poor (Failure) Take the test!

I found this link on another blog and thought, what the hell and took the test. The results speak for themselves. Now, I am not married so I answered the questions as honestly as I could. But still - a FAILURE? A little harsh. Take the test and see how you do - especially you married women out there and let me know how it goes!

And Dine-o-meaner, I would not hit you were you actually to show up for Saturday knitting - I would just pull your needles out of your knitting. Knitting violence takes many forms...

Sofa vs. Boxes Full of Books

Just wondering who will win - the couch or the boxes of books?



Tinkerbell votes that her mom is an idiot.

I've been Blog-Bitch Slapped!!

Oh, it is on, Dine-o-meter!! The sound of crickets?? Am I the one skipping out on Saturday Knitting? Noooo, that would be you. Except, I missed 2 weeks ago and may miss this week... But that's not the point!

What is the point, you ask? I have been called out for my spotty (at best) blogging. How rude of you to point out the obvious! I am a busy single mother of 4 who works all day and comes home very tired and in need of toast! Did it ever occur to you that I have nothing interesting in my life to blog about? Well, thank you for pointing out my extremely boring existence to your readers.

I mean, look at these faces:



Roxanne needs lots of love and reassurance!



Blinky needs supervision - she has started stealing my cigarettes again!



Tinkerbell obviously needs to be fed!



And Izzy - it's just interesting to watch her watch the world, and bugs, go by.

So there! I killed all the freakin' crickets over here, Dine-o-meaner!!

I LOVE this man!

I was not planning on writing anything tonight but in making my nightly rounds of my favorite blogs, I stopped by www.jezebel.com and read this article titled, "10 Things Karl Lagerfeld Could Do Without."

Read and enjoy! I love that he is completely honest - hates kids and meat and fat girls and skinny girls and the 90's and prints and... As one person commented, he is like your favorite batshit crazy uncle. But those weird gloves. So demode. And of course he only wants to talk about the fat girls - everyone knows they are the most fabulous and interesting women in the world! But I don't think that was his reason for wanting to talk about them...

Enjoy!

Oh, and here is Roxanne's toy, Bear (don't you love my creativity in naming her toys?). Bear is not longer with us as he lost his arms then legs then head. At that point, he went to his Glad grave. Sad day for Roxanne...