I miss my girls.

Evilfury and Blackbird, you both need to get your asses back here.

“Mom, you have cellulite.”

“Well maybe you should stop looking at my thighs.”

“Well maybe you shouldn’t wear skirts.”

I realize it’s late, but this has cracked me up on a day I needed it soo badly…and it keeps cracking me up:

“I felt like grabbing the mic and telling them that most ass sperm babies grow up to be geniuses.”

-Mouse, in her own journal

I spent a month there in the summer of 1993, living with a family in a suburb of Santiago.

It’s a place very dear to my heart, and watching this news is hard, and I’m sure the bad news isn’t over yet.

We were watching the Disney channel, and on came a commercial for the big Hannah Montana series finale, with its million dollar question: Will she stay in California, or move back home to Tennessee?

Quent: Mom, where do you think she’ll go? California or Tennessee?

Me: It would probably be better if she went to Tennessee. She’s a southern girl.

Quent: Good.

Me: Why is that good?

Quent: Because Tennessee is farther away from us than California. It’s more states away.

Me: You do know that the actual person, Miley Cyrus, lives in California and she’s not moving, right?

Quent: *look of complete and utter rage*

I am sure you whiners will say it is too early to call it, but it will not get better than this for me today:

“unfortunately when I try to play something decent I get screams of horror and shouts of fear from Thing 1&2… but I will not go wrong with Thing 3… he shall have a taste for music or he will choke on every single chord.”

-Easysleeper, in fritzthebootlegger’s (Steve’s) journal

On the heels of my eldest son’s reminder of my mortality…

Me: “Boys, you have to pick up your toys before you go to bed.”

8 year old: “Does this mean we don’t have to go to bed if we don’t pick up our toys?”

In her own blog:

“I actually do have asterisks for nipples. I’m a freakin’ footnote everywhere I go.” - Sugarcane

“I dislike the stereotype of the exceedingly polite Canadian.

Fuck off!”

fstopped, in Fritz’s journal

“If you saw a starving kid, you’d throw it some food. Ok, you may chuckle to yourself first, but you’d still feed it.” -Lermontov, in his entry about charity vs. chastity (or something)

I ALMOST gave QOTD to Sugar for her Evil/unstolen REM CDs comment, but since Evil sent me treats this week, I’m being sweet too.