This awesometastic bird house is in the aviary at the Animal Kingdom in Disney World. It’s one of those hidden gems that you can pass by and not even notice, but I saw it and wanted to move in.
It’s probably much cleaner than my own house. I’ll just need to lose 98% of my body size to fit inside.
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PhotoHunt: Thankful
Oh, dear toes,
How I love, thee, toes.
You should be donned in bows,
Yet I treat you like you’s hoes.
You’ve been with me for years,
Have heard some of my tears.
I have hidden you in fears,
That someone will see stop and jeers.
My toes, you are in need of care,
But money makes it worse for wear.
Though you don’t compare to my hair,
You deserve to be propped on a chair.
I love that you have webs like a duck,
You never get stuck in the muck.
I’ve wanted to wear socks with toes tucked,
But instead, I have to say, “Aw, fucks shucks.”
Dear, dear toes of mine,
You deserve much better “Me” time.
Someday soon I’ll treat you fine,
But for now, I’ll keep you tucked under my behind.
I’m calling out Mother Nature in Central Florida as the Floridiot bitch she is. She can’t make her mind up whether she wants to freeze the fruit or sing like Lil’ Jon and let the sweat drop off my balls. skeet skeet
As the latest cold front (cold front to me = temps in the 50s – suckit northerners) moved in and the heat moved out, we were treated to beautiful puffball clouds.
Anna looked up and said, “Loooook Mamaaaaaaa…. All the little clouds are in cloud school!”
I smiled and swooned and took a picture.
Cloud School
Author’s note: How awesome of me to include a cute story my daughter made up about clouds in the same post that I mention sweat dripping off Lil’ Jon’s balls?
I’ll tell you. Talent. I has it.
