Happy Turkey Day
Today we’re heading off to good ole’ Yell, Tennessee. Yes, there is a place called Yell in Tennessee. We’re going to visit Trent’s dad for the holiday. Should be a hootin’ hollerin’ good time. Poor Molly can’t come with us, as she is obviously a terrorist threat and should not be brought on an airplane. She just may rub her nipples on the security personel, and then we’d be thrown into a CIA secret prison. And I will reiterate, my baby does not like CIA secret prisons. Instead, Molly Moo is going on her first big road trip with her boyfriend Satchel, Heath and Mikayla’s puppy. Actually, I’m not sure I can call him a puppy anymore as he is slowing growing to the size of a small horse. Mikayla is the most awsome-ist of all awsome as she is taking Molly home with her to Iowa. Why she would volunteer for this task I have no fucking idea, but I’m going to keep my mouth shut as I’d like to get on the flight without Molly getting us detained by any government agency.
In other news, I have become a housewife. Since the nausea and fatigue have passed I can no longer sleep and must be constantly busy. Hence the Christmas wonderland and the chocolate cheesecake cupcakes (try to say that five times fast) I baked last night. Yes. I baked last night. And I came in to work at 7 a.m. On purpose. What the hell has happened to me?!
I’m happy to see the regular posting has begun again, it makes me smile! I’m off to good old Manhattan, I’m so excited….really I am, I miss my mommy! 🙁 Anyways….last night was another night of drunkeness but I called someone that isn’t afraid of me (he’s tall) and told him to call me today, why? B/C I was wasted and he actually called, so I must call back and be a semi-adult. I was an adult, but like I have explained, I am seeming to traveling back to the year I was 19 and stupid. But what can I do? Anyways….have a safe trip, love you and I’ll come visit sometime soon, I want cupcakes 😉 Love you!
Booooo, booo, boo. Yes, I’m booing you.
Booing who? Me? Why?!
It’s official, Molly has a specific taste for kittens. She finally suceeded in capturing my parent’s kitten and swung it around. I think my dad had a Trent moment and made Molly piss herself….which is good since no one has seen her pee yet. The kitten is fine and so is Molly. Life shall go on.
Poor kitten…I love kittens 🙂 Damn Molly and all of her beautifulness….
Update to Mikayla’s post:
Molly ate the kitten. Yes, she ATE the kitten. The last thinkg that kitten saw was eight giant nipple then some k-9 canines. poor cat. So, molly has now ate:
1. entire chocolate cake
2. entire loaf of bread (including plastic wrapper)
3. Trash (she does this regularly)
4. Drano, yes drano she licked it right up. How she survived is beyond me
5. A small kitten.
Sheesh, what a dog. She even humped Satchel, she HUMPED him. Wow. Oh, and sorry about the kitten, Mikayla.