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Blog Farts

Blog Farts – noun. Def: Crappy ideas that are too short to make a real blog post, but when combined, join forces to make one unified, albeit half a$$ed, post. see also: memes, surveys.

(If you follow me on Twitter or FB, you’ve probably seen a bunch of these before. I figure if I get ‘em here, they’ll eventually end up in my Blog Book.)

It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these posts….

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Sometimes…the image in my head is so vivid I have to remind myself that I read it in a book rather than watched it on a show…

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Texting is unhealthy for my thumb nails.

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Maggie’s wishing star wish the other night: “I wish for everything to stay magical.” Me too, sweetie. Me too.

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Last request of the night from Maggie: “Daddy, can you pick me my good dream, please?”

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Saw the license plate “SBD” …wonder if the owner is gassy.

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I hate it when I spend over $100 at the grocery store and neglect to pick anything up for dinner *tonight*

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Burke woke up a few mornings ago and said before anything else “The trees have eyebrows!” And then said it’s what he saw when his eyes were closed.

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Burke is trying to convince me that we bought him (and Maggie) at the Hospital.

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Walked in to Dunkin Donuts with Burke. He said, “It smells WONDERFUL in here!” Indeed. (Made the guy behind us giggle a little…)

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I hate it when my head feels like I have a hat on…I keep checking. There isn’t one there. WTH??

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Every time I see a Rotor Rooter van I want to stop and see if it’s Jason and Grant. All Rotor Rooter workers are Ghost Hunters, right?

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Must remember that “Play Dough Die” in Logan speak means “Little Star.” As in … sing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star to me, Mommy!

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Conversations from the other morning

Me to Mike: “Bye, Honey! Have a great day!”
Logan to Mike: “Bye, Honey!”

LOL!

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I think closet junk food eaters aren’t that way for the reason you’d think. We’re not embarrassed, we just don’t want to share.

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One Response

  1. Your last “fart’ was right on — especially if there is someone around who “shares” by eating more than you do! Of course, there is always the “I have to set a good example for the kids” reason for eating junk food on the sly.

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