DQ Christmas shopping online today and maybe off to the stores tonight. I can’t wait to put up our tree!!!
Friend1: Everyone is feeling the spirit early this year! I love it!
daisyfae: i thought you were just going to give Granny* a green blanket and throw some ornaments on her?
Cousin1**: Be nice daisyfae. She’ll haunt you forever!
Cousin2**: I guess the remodeling won’t be done by Christmas? You had said that you hoped so … I thought perhaps that was an ambitious schedule …
DQ: I told her I was going to hang garland around the bottom of her bed. It looks like she’ll be here for a while longer. We are going to start in the spring. BJ has been busy and her house still has so much stuff to go through!
The second: Inappropriate parental encouragement. Although i gotta admit, the kid is cute. This is DQ, III, spawned of DQ and BJ a couple years ago. Another generation of trailer park goddess in training…. she’s doomed.
* My Mom. She’s been living on a twin bed in DQ’s living room since pacemaker installation in July. The plan was originally for DQ and BJ to build a house in the country. Whoops! Requirements creep meant they couldn’t qualify for a construction loan. The next plan? Build a “small” addition onto Mom’s house, and move the entire mess of them over there. Except there was a bit of requirements creep there, too… it became a “double the square footage in the house” exercise, and the project stalled for reasons i don’t fully understand… hence my smart-assed comment about using my mother as a Christmas tree this year. But, Mom is happier in some ways now that she has family around her… Perils of benefactors, blessings of parasites… again…
** Two cousins, who know Mom is a bit crotchety… but not as bad as their mother… not by a long shot!
Ah well she does look like a HAPPY hooker at least. Besides, she’s adorable, and I want those shoes.
The joys of family holds no bounds unless they are all together and fighing. I sympathise hen, I know your train of thoughts well.
yeah that is one mighty cute niecelet. she does need to lose the hooker heels before she goes to playgroup though
Coffee and hooker high heels, sounds like a few people that I know.
i love lamebook, the goddess’ slippers, and watching wars erupt on status updates on facebook. i am amazed at the dirty laundry that some people will air- and relish every moment of it.
am i sick and twisted?
At least it looks like gas station cappuccino, instead of that fancy Starbucks stuff.
Hooker heels and cappuccino – a classic. Shit, I’m scared to even look at Lamebook … *click*
i know it’s been said here before but the hooker heels and cappuccino line is the best daisyfae! it sounds like it could be the title of my life’s story. (funny) i’ll bet your family thinks your the nutty one!
I love the pictures of the kids with the inappropriate shirts.
fragrant liar – she’s a cute kid. last year, at thanksgiving, she’d sit on the floor and beg for reddi whip. like a dog. adorable, really…
jimmy – dreading the upcoming holidays. wish i could just sit around, watch movies, and drink with my kids… now THAT’S trailer park!
nursemyra – i remember when the one that is now 14 used to dress up like that… and we’re making bets on when she’ll be pregnant…
alljoedirt – i’ve done it. just not at 2 years old…
dave – if you are, then so am i. schadenfreude. i see the stuff that gets posted on lamebook, and i feel better about my life. just a bit worse about the state of humanity, however…
stephanie – of course. and i won’t pay $5 for coffee (unless i’m in an airport at 6am and desperate). prefer the gas station stuff myself…
tNb – lamebook=trainwreck. you have to look. just once…
lynn – i didn’t author it. that is the line her mother used as the caption. on facebook. (sigh)
uncle keith – you scared me momentarily with the ‘i love the pictures of the kids…’ part. whew…
oh (heavy sigh)
You have much more interesting family on Facebook than I do. All I ever hear is that my nephew went to school with hamthrax and my dog nephew cut his paw running in the snow. Lamebook is scary btw.
well, sugar, i’ll call y’all on christmas day, ok? that way i can ignore miss daisy and y’all can do the same with y’alls relations! how’s that? xoxo