Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Not a good sign.

Mike's calendar. I guess he's a bit behind the times...

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Not really that surprising.

Last Saturday night we had Mike's BF, Sean, and his kids over for dinner. The guys took over the kitchen and made a very memorable meal. The guys decided to have garlic bread and I was expressly sent as far away from the oven as possible. If you have ever been to my house for dinner, you know I ALWAYS burn the bread. ALWAYS! This is an ongoing joke.

Fast forward to Sunday evening. After falling victim to the marketing giant that is also known as "Free Samples" at Costco, I decided to have frozen Mystic Pizza (3 for $8.99!) for dinner. While waiting for the oven to preheat I found myself giggling because I thought I could smell burning garlic bread. When I opened the oven to put in the pizza I found this:
See, even when I'm not making garlic bread, I still manage to burn it!
Apparently, whoever was in charge of the bread put it in the oven and then promptly forgot about it. I think it might actually be my oven's fault. I'm no longer taking the blame. The oven emits some sort of mind altering drug the instant bread is set inside which makes the person in charge FORGET!

Friday, September 12, 2008

Neither of us learned our lesson the first time.

Behold, the loveliness that is the poor horse with no mane and
now, no tail!
So the scissors must be placed out of reach and
Dylan has to be punished, again.
Will either of us learn this time???

Monday, September 08, 2008

Another one bites the dust.

This is my husband's head on WebKinz drugs.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Reason #24,941 to not leave small children alone with scissors.