Fun facts for not-parents: SHE'S NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT KIDDING.
Kiddo enthusiastically helped bake a cake last night with my cousin Mandy, who expressed more patience than has ever been within me.
Super Stir ft. Ree's Ass
But pouring her spaghetti down the drain was no way to get a piece once it was frosted. And for that I am a mean, mean mama. Muaha.
Waking up refreshed and feeling like I've gotten double the amount of sleep I've actually gotten is a new and oh-so-welcomed concept. Today marks two weeks. (*squeal*)
Foot in mouth, vol. 1:
I have an unreasonable, irrational, ridiculous crush on the man that lives above the abode. He's a beautiful, beautiful man. While watching an Angel game with Ree and salivating over Torii Hunter, I FOR SOME REASON, was just about to list my crushes on sexy black men and their ranking (Howard Jones, Hot Upstairs Neighbor, Torii - for the record) when Hot Upstairs Neighbors' daughter walked by my front door and I spat, "As far as beautiful black men go--" and then the record screeched and the girl's head shot in my general direction and I died of embarassment, hoping she had no idea I was about to mention her father.
Foot in mouth, vol. 2:
Cousin Mandy spent the night last night and has the weirdest habit of resting her palm on her head, fingers trailing down her forehead. Somehow this feels good, I think. And I giggled a bit and tried to put together her bangs made of fingers and yelled, FINGERBANGS!
I'm pretty sure that will be the title of my first hit from my debut album Shenanigans & their Inevitable Consequences.
-Pretty Lush
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