Bringing Up Baby

It's been a ballistic day at work playing musical desktops while my own brand spanking new computer was installed (it took 2 hours and still I have to upload custom software). I tried hard to be polite to poor ITBaseT and was a total bitch to TMAPITW despite my Lent decree. However, the Argentinian blew me a kiss for sacrificing my beautiful 22 inch flat screen to him so it was sort of worth it. I found out that Rattie Mattie is visiting the blog which is kinda cute and I discovered that Kahlerisms makes a bloody bonza fairy complete with pink organza skirt and Tiara (check the Flickr site). I also had a D & M with lovesick JD (are there any girls in South Carolina that want a new age man?), mopped up a huge leak on my lounge French doors thanks to a blitzer of a storm late this afternoon (any roof plumbers out there?). I didn't have to worry about dinner thanks to four burley blokes who had whipped up a mountain of Spaghetti Bolognaise and Garlic Bread for dinner - thanks Lemmerman, the sauce is bellisimo. I then had to find a pair of board shorts to fit string bean Ottley who is a diminutive 26 inch waist (Clare's did fine but don't tell the other boys) So all in all a very busy and quite fulfilling day with no room left in my brain for anything other than nagging the boys to turn XBox live down a tad before midnight. My day has left me reeling and in need of serious Spicks and Specks and a bit of Little Britain. So I cheated and posted what should have just gone to my funny email recipients. I just hope this isn't serious advice to parents but it sure tickled my funny bone, wherever that is. Credits David and Kelly Sopp














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