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Monday, September 12, 2011

The Sheepdogs and other cool pics

Friday, September 9, 2011

Hug Your Kids...

Little Keinan Hebert is still missing. Snatched from his room in the middle of the night by a predator. A blogger I came across today just lost her son to floods. I cannot imagine the horror either of these parents is facing. My heart goes out to both families, and to every family who has suffered a similar situation.

If you have not already heard, info on Keinan can be found here. There is an Amber Alert issued for BC, and Alberta. Thankfully the internet being what it is that little boy has people looking for him Canada wide (and quite possibly beyond)

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Wake The Fuck Up

I cannot take credit for the following... All credit goes to Scary Mommy

The dishes are washed, everything tidy in its place The leftovers boxed up, my dear, and the counters wiped away I've asked you six times, don't make me say it again Please, for the love of God Just empty the fucking trash can.


You work hard and need your rest I do know that and care But you slept all night and napped three times You've more than gotten your share It's time to awake and get on with the day Wake the fuck up already, you hear me OK?


You've been flipping for an hour But have yet to pick a show Could you be more annoying? The answer is no. Surrender the remote, I'll ask one last time or I'm kicking you out, on your fucking behind.


The day is getting dim Soon it will be night I can't see a thing, my love You have to know I'm right I'm not as tall as you so I need your larger height Would it kill you change that fucking hall light?


I know you feel sick but I do as well My nose is stuffy too and my throat sore as hell Please stop complaining It's just a little cold So shut up and cope You're not that fucking old


I love you so much I value what you say But now I'm trying to sleep And you're keeping me awake For the last time, my sweet, I just don't give a crap. Enough already, really Just shut your fucking pie trap.


I'm laying in bed, desperately needing my rest You've been sleeping for hours Happily passed out on your chest, How are you so loud, I really don't know But if you don't fucking stop snoring, You're gonna have to go.


Is this too much to ask, from the man I adore? I really don't get why I'm so easy to ignore. Start listening to me, that's all there is to it. Oh, and the dog needs a walk Just fucking do it.


Sent from my iPhone


Saturday, September 3, 2011


If you don't know what tact is, I suggest you figure it out ASAP. Especially if you use social media. If you don't actually know the person you are referring to, tact becomes even more important. You don't know who is reading "your" friends wall etc. Maybe your friend is also my friend, stop and think about that.