FRRRRRRRRRRRRRoobybooby. Okay so why are we cutting so much? What’s with all this cutting? We cut a rug. We cut in while we’re cutting a rug. We cut the cheese. We cut the mustard. We cut it out. We try to cut down. We cut time. We cut ties. We cut our losses. We get […]
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FRRRRReedeerdeedooo. Before I even begin this post, I’d love to share a couple of thoughts. You’re like, “wait I’m nervous.” I’ll be completely honest – I’ve really struggled with how to navigate this week. Is reposting videos and graphics in Stories a total cop-out? Should I say more? Should I shut up? Do I just […]
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FRRRRRRRRRahahahahaha. Haha! Ha. Fa. Fra? I’m sorry but I just feel like “Doc” Brown should have had darker hair and eyebrows in 1955. He looks the exact same! HE LOOKS THE EXACT SAME. Okay, slightly less frizz in this mane, but everything else is exactly the same. And correct me if I’m wrong, but is […]
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FREEEEELARLUHDAY. I love Meryl Streep. (<–just jumping in.) We all love Meryl Streep. The world loves MerylfreakingStreep. But I have a confession to make. And this just may alter the course of our relationship. I need you to go easy on me when I admit what I’m about to admit. Don’t damage me, guys. I’m […]
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FRRRRRRRR! The other day Natalie said, “Yoo-hoooooo!” to Will when she was looking for him. Like in this current year she said, “Yoo-hoooooo!” all filled with joy whilst peeking into his room. And I swear to you a pinky was extended. No one says, “Yoo-hoooo!” anymore. Do you know anyone who says, “Yoo-hooooo!”? Give them […]
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Fffffffeeleelaaloooooday! Guys I just feel like Princess Buttercup should have known it was Wesley under his black eye mask. I mean, you can SEE OVER HALF OF HIS FACE. And his entire body when he’s walking around talking about his own death. And she could hear his voice saying all those sentences back to back […]
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Frrrrrrrrrrrr i d a i y a y a h a h. I have a confession to make. And it’s rather shocking, given my . . . everything. And I’m going to tell you now to get it out there and over with. I think we’ll all feel better after this. Here goes . . […]
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FFFFFFFFFFrudub. This is a tree in my back yard and I’m still trying to figure out how it’s even real. And it’s getting bigger and bigger and more and more vibrant each year! Which is . . . well, on par and quite expected for the whole time continuum thing. Reminds me of an old […]
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FRRRRRRRRRReeweedeeseelee. You do realize that the only photos I’ll be able to share with you over the next 126 weeks are nature photos? And maybe the rando shoe photo here and there. And a kid-on-a-bike or a in-a-blow-up-backyard-pool photo sprinkled in. Maybe my morning coffee on the outside patio table with a plant or a […]
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FRRRRRRRRRR ew ra ho ba. (<—no idea.) I’ve been saying “crud” a lot lately. CRUD. Like when a coupon expires or when you run out of Metamucil. “Well crud!” Actually, it started a good bit before Corona. Back in February. Who says crud, though? I mean, my mom says crud. She says dern, too. “Well […]