my kids

this girl is so weird.  weirdest lyrics ever.  i don't even like some of her stuff because it's just so insane.

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not that i have any.  kids, that is.
but when i do, i hope they are like my sister was when she was a baby. 
i didn't even know her then (as i wasn't alive yet) and i laugh hysterically every time i see pictures of her. 
i have a bunch on my fridge.  it makes for happy mornings, which are difficult to come by when you are me.

any kid that wears sweatshirts, underwear, and dress shoes,
snowboots and roller skates,
and beanies and undies is my kind of kid.
not that she would ever admit to it these days.  i know the truth, pj!


haiku of the day:

how i love my sis
mostly she is mean to me (!)
have to get her back!!!