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Thursday
Nov152012

The anatomy of a day.

Here's some real talk for you: by about 8:37 this evening I wanted to fire everyone.  You are FIRED! And You're fired! And you're fired! And YOU! AND YOU! 

Kind of like Oprah's favourite things except with terminations.

And although this day was bookened by some pretty massive tantrums (one so great that while doing "time in" {whatever the hell hippie bullshit that is"} my kid actually fell asleep. At 5:45.) it was actually a pretty great day.

And so I come here to kind of unremember the rapturous horrors, like the Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind, or something.

What is this, two outdated pop culture refreneces in the same post?? I'm fired.

There was also a little bit of elevator selfie action, shaky handed, and in poor light. You know.

A little stop for MILLLLLCCCCHHHHHH, which is Stella (and possibly German) for milk at Starbucks. Because we're two and posh apparently. Considering washing a Starbucks cup for re-use at home. Good, thrifty idea, yes?

Frame store! Frame store! Frame Store! (and this is how my daughter felt about that.) Baby Honey, on the other hand, was totally indifferent about the whole affair.

 

Here I am, teaching my two-year-old to make a duck face, because I have no soul.

 

And yup, that's me, just letting my child run wild in a restaurant because I have no manners.

Indonesian food for lunch. That pink thing, you ask? 

One of life's great mysteries, apparently. (I was super disappointed that it didn't taste like candy, btw.)


We stopped in the toy store for a little concert piano. Then we bought a staple gun. I have big plans. They involve staples.

Christmas decorations are up already. PS, Indonesia's official religion is Islam.

That little pickle did not deter my kid though. She announced, "I GO TO CHRISTMAS!!!!" and was just about as excited as a little human could be.

So there you have it. There were actually lots of fun times, rage poops notwithstanding.

linking up with Morgan for Small Style. Heeeeyyyyaaaa!

Reader Comments (4)

Wrong that I save your posts for end of the day, evening time, so I can really enjoy and laugh out loud.
Maybe it's just me, but I find you f'in hilarious.
And ms. Stella's duckface? Adorable!!

November 16, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterSusan

My boyfriend, whose from Malaysia, recognized that pink thing as a cracker made of prawns. Is that how it tasted? I can imagine that must have been a very weird surprise.

November 16, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterTori

i like to blame it all on mercury retrograde. which is going on right now and is rocking my world!! i had a hell of a week! let's start drinking now

November 17, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterClaudia

Ha! Claudia! Mercury is such an asshole. I've been feeling the effects all week too. (HELLO DISASTROUS HAIR CUT!!!!!!) and also the time wherein my kid ran out of our apartment and down the hall wearing nothing but a home-made batman crown. Oy.
WIIIIINE (except here it's beer because wine is unpayable.)

November 17, 2012 | Registered CommenterErica Knecht

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