Mr. B and I attended a nice little Halloween party, hosted by Miss Molly. Mr. B is a surgeon this year: scrubs, rubber gloves, and mask. The stupid clerk at the Halloween store offered to sell me some fake boobs to go with the scrubs, but I told her that Mr. B was definitely NOT a plastic surgeon. Geez. Maybe Doctor B should go back and offer her a lobotomy. For free.
Which reminds me of a saying that Q used to say often: "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me, than have a frontal lobotomy."
Okay, I'll admit it. I just laughed my socks off watching "That 70's Show". It's so stupid and so funny. I hope I remember to watch it again next week.
Don't tell C-note, but his smile is absolutely BEAUTIFUL!!! I may be biased, but he is very, very handsome. Trust me.
Today is a big day for C-note. First he has a Social Studies test that should be challenging, but he's up to the task. Second, he gets his BRACES OFF TODAY!!!
I remember when I finally got my braces off . My Mom had to tell a lie to the sadistic orthodontist who would have left my braces on for at least a decade has she not stepped in. He just kept fiddling and fiddling, and three and a half years later, my teeth were straight and I still had the braces on. So Mom told him that we were moving. He was slightly upset, but he did see me every two weeks for a couple of months for the final tuning of my pearly whites. Finally I got them removed and boy did my teeth feel SLICK and SLIPPERY and WEIRD.
Mr. B just asked for "Ice Tea Women". Yep, it's true, he's developed a taste for Ice Tea Women, and he just can't get enough.
Of course, we all know what he means. Right?
CHECK IT OUT!!!!
Bluebelly is back in action. Just ate a piece of decadent lavendar chocolate. More later.
