The Story of Simzgirl

Ok, I am feeling a little overwhelmed right now. So-much-to-do, so-little-time syndrome. And what do people do when confronted with situations like this? (Well, other than avoid blogging, cause clearly that hasn’t been helping.) Anyone? Bueller?? Yeah, that’s right, we make a list. So here is my list, broken into three parts so I feel […]

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“Ladies and gentlemen, TLC was just brought up over Christmas dinner!”
“Hey! I just high-fived you! Age ain’t nuthin’ but a number!”
“You know what’s funny? This isn’t the first time I have heard those two sing Shoop!”
“Screw the Mexi-Santa!”
“Awww! I put my arm in the mashed potatoes.”
“He said he would watch it if it was a […]

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When ordering a Christmas present for your husband, make sure you are not signed in under his account, because the order confirmation will be sent directly to his email inbox. And no matter how quickly you call the customer service people (Come on! It only took me 3 minutes! That’s all! And most of that […]

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Him: Ummm, what do you think these little red spots are on my arms?
Me: I dunno.
Him: Do you see this? And this?! And here is another one!
Me: Maybe you are exploding. One cell at a time.
And then later on…
Me: What is that on your shirt?
Him: What? This?
Me: Is is syrup?
Him: Nah. It looks red.
Me: […]

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“I thought you were calling him Nipple!”
“I gotta bring a little flava to the table.”
“Is that where you went? We were all looking for you and you went downstairs to play video games?!”
“It’s your birthday and no one is listening to you.”
“As long as you love Jesus you can get elected.”
“Hurry! You have to hold […]

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Yeah. Say that five times over! So Simeon (and a few other people) have been demanding that I show you what the kitchen looks like since we finished painting. I am prepared to share the finished kitchen, but keep in mind I still need to add some finishing touches (curtains, rugs, etc). Oh and when […]

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Dear TiVo,
I am so hurt. Betrayed even. How could you do this to me? I thought we had an understanding. I thought you knew me. But after what you did last night….I just don’t know if I can trust you ever again. It is really going to take some time for me to forgive […]

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