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    Showing posts with label Wordless Weekend. Show all posts
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    (almost) Wordless Weekend

    Quite possibly the best (read: worst) photo ever taken of me.

    Santabator 2008


    Things to Note about said photo:
      1. Sadly, this actually isn't the worst photo ever taken of me. At least my makeup and hair look pretty good. Shit, I might use this for my Facebook photo from now on...

      2. Mrs. J stealthily hiding behind her glass of vodka with a splash of vodka.

      3. Mrs. J's husband's (Mr. J) freakishly large elf ear.

    (almost) Wordless Weekend

    Our 2008 Christmas Card
    Doesn't Santa look PISSED?
    And, yeah, our Christmas cards went out like 3 weeks after Christmas this year. I blame it mostly on my lack of ambition Snowpacolypse 2008 which lost the package from Snapfish. Probably would've been helpful if we had even remembered we had ordered the cards before January came and went...

    (almost) Wordless Weekend


    I promise Mr. Bee and I don't always dress like this.

    Just for date night.

    (It was really for a surprise 30th birthday party for a close friend. And don't worry, it *was* 70's Disco themed.)

    (almost) Wordless Weekend

    Best Costco Shopping Trip EVAR.

    Hells to the yeah.
    Two bottles of Champagne, chocolate covered raisins, almost a pound and a half of brie, and gift certificates to Starbucks and Godiva Chocolates.


    I'm in heaven. And will gain about 8 trillion pounds this weekend.

    Wordless Weekend

    Okay, I could never be *completely* wordless. It's against my nature.

    Here is a not so recent photo of Baby Bee to keep you entertained through the weekend.


    Fill in the Blank:

    Baby Bee is making this face because _______________.


    PS: Why do babies always sleep in on the weekends when your husband is around to help, but never on the mornings when you have to taken care of them solo?!

    PPS: I get to go to a wedding this evening as a...wait for it...GUEST! Scathing judgmental reviews to come.