You know where the blood
comes from on Halloween? It
comes from the the fingers of mothers
who sewed their kids costumes
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I spent the better part of the day making myself crazy over a couch that I want so badly, but know can’t be mine (what with the children and their jelly fingers and poop.) Seriously, I think this couch might solve all my problems. It’s just the house…is…so…depressing!!! I hauled 3 bags of old clothes and toys to the shelter around the corner and it still feels overrun with stuff! Must see beauty somewhere soon.
Sometimes if the jelly catches just the right light it can cast a lovely purple haze on the poop. Nope, not working? I’ll keep thinking.