Blurt Thread III - Emporium of Unexpected Exclamations & Revelations

I'm reviewing thousands of pictures to meld into a slide show highlighting the school year. I found the perfect picture of little kindergartner Mortimer {not his real name}. He's completely in focus, not a blurry bit in sight; and he has the sweetest expression on his little face.

Too bad he also has two little snail trails of snot running down his nose.
 
I'm reviewing thousands of pictures to meld into a slide show highlighting the school year. I found the perfect picture of little kindergartner Mortimer {not his real name}. He's completely in focus, not a blurry bit in sight; and he has the sweetest expression on his little face.

Too bad he also has two little snail trails of snot running down his nose.

Photoshop a little black beard on him, and nobody will notice.
 
Babyminx came in to put her shoes on to go to school today. She calls from the kitchen, "Mom, I think I need caffiene. I just put my socks in the trash and I don't know why."

I'm still snickering.
 
Back to work tomorrow, and then a super-awesome mini-vacation later in the week.
 
Today is as fine a day as any to implement responsible drinking in the workplace.

As long as you don't have to get behind the wheel, pull that flask out from behind the Peterson files and let's raise some cups.
 
Today is as fine a day as any to implement responsible drinking in the workplace.

As long as you don't have to get behind the wheel, pull that flask out from behind the Peterson files and let's raise some cups.

I took the day off and spent most of it looking for my car keys. . . Babyminx is lucky to be alive.

An icy cold martini and a hot bubble bath are in order this evening!

Oh and those aren't cankles. I don't know what the hell those are, aside from terrifying.
 
Dear Emporium-dwelling Litsters,

Hospital life sucks. Please come visit me.
Bring all of the babies. And the martinis.
We can send the kids to the playroom and take turns riding on the adjustable bed.:devil:

Signed,
All Dressed Up In A Gown And Gloves And Nowhere To Go Litster
 
Why do I suddenly have the urge to slip into my jean jacket and pop the collar?

I don't want to go back to work today. *pouts*
 
I'm off on Wednesday, and only three weeks (6 actual days) left of work after that. At which point it'll be school holidays and I can spend some good girl time with the Curly Haired Wonder before Minishine arrives.
Wishing you all the best for the Minishine arrival!
 
Dear Emporium-dwelling Litsters,

Hospital life sucks. Please come visit me.
Bring all of the babies. And the martinis.
We can send the kids to the playroom and take turns riding on the adjustable bed.:devil:

Signed,
All Dressed Up In A Gown And Gloves And Nowhere To Go Litster

Darling lady, you know we would all get tossed out immediately for causing a scene. It would be so much fun though.

And I bet you are totally rocking that gown and gloves.
 
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