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February 21, 2007

My Family Tree Produces Rotten Fruit

Specifically, my daughter and grandbaby. My daughter, the cheer brat. Her daughter, the yorki-poo-brat:


I know, she's cute. Adorable, even. And it's a @#$% good thing, because the furball has trashed my floor.


Of course I love her. The furball is my first grandbaby. Priss is having all kinds of fun labeling me "Grandmom."

Only...I don't like it. I know the real grandmotherly days are still years AND YEARS off, but I should go ahead and claim the nickname. I think I like Grams. (Yes, meaning if you add marshmallows and chocolate, I'm a yummy treat, but I wasn't going to go there...)

Now, I must go. I am shamefully addicted to American Idol.

posted by Key on 08:04 PM | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)

omg. did you come out of retirement to admit you watch american idol?

i was halfway expecting an elisson impression or vman signoff at the end. so you're just being honest? raw new concept. i think i'll try it.

Posted by: shoe at February 22, 2007 12:41 PM

"I'm a yummy treat"? Pray let us explore this thought.

Posted by: Velociman at February 23, 2007 10:59 PM

LOL. Don't knock the grammy thing until you've tried it. It rocks. I chose Grams too but I was thinking it made sense with my hippie past....

Posted by: Libby at March 10, 2007 05:33 PM