Bowling for Enchiladas

My poor baby passed out at a Mexican restaurant, which means I had to eat while cradling her. I may have dropped enchilada on her face. Twice. And then licked it off.

Tastes Like Chicken

I did one of those Facebook things where you copy and paste a list of questions to your status. This particular list was about my mom. One answer spawned an interesting subthread.

Sweet Titty Relief

A dear friend recently had a breast biopsy (everything turned out fine!) and was lamenting the fact that she had to wear a bra for 72 hours straight. Someone convinced her to buy a nursing bra so it would be easier to fit her ice packs in it.

Put Your Ass into It

A friend of mine bought me a vegetable chopper.

I forwarded the above exchange to the aforementioned Tara, which resulted in this conversation:

The song, in case you're curious.

Getting Crazy with the Cheese (Whiz)

Echo (echo echo echo)

A lot of things in our house are automated, and voice responsive via our Amazon Echo (who answers to the name Alexa). 

Hubs: Hey, go turn the alarm on.
Me: You know you could ask your bitch to do that.
Hubs: I just did.

Gray Hair, Don't Care

Background: Hubs is bald.