Just touched down in Los Angeles from our East Coast Holiday Tour, and instead of whining about how Skye only slept 30 minutes of the six-hour flight and USAirways charged us an additional $100 (on top of the usual $50) for our “overweight” bags containing Skye’s Christmas gifts — See? No whining whatsoever! — I’m just going to note that I can empathize with this guy right now:
Feeling on edge. A little disoriented. And immensely cow-like. (Damn my sister and her irresistibly moist peanut butter brownies!)
Also worth noting: That little girl had better let go of kitty’s horns before kitty becomes udderly pissed.
Which is my sleep-deprived way of saying: Your regularly scheduled posts will finally resume tomorrow. And, oh yes, there will be Toddlers & Tiaras recaps! And updates on the kitty drama ’round here! (Oh, THE DRAMA.) And the latest gems coming out of the funny baby photo scene! (You can’t live without them, I know.)
I know what you’re thinking and yes, yes, I DID say “udderly.” This is what traveling with a toddler for eleven hours will do to you. TRAGIC.