Happy Socks? Maybe the top, ankle-portion is happy.... but the hot, damp foot part of the sock, I guarantee you, is not happy.
Posted by Luke at 5:45 PM
I had to go all the way in back, down a narrow hallway, through a door covered with a thick, black curtain. It was worth it, though. I feel like I'll get a few good laughs from these cards.
Posted by Luke at 2:55 PM
This makes me want to cover my cat with chalkboard paint, so I can easily write to-do lists, grocery lists, and just general reminders all over him. I guess then you could call him a walking reminder, unless he keeps hiding under that couch! Just kidding I don't have a cat.
Posted by Luke at 2:37 PM
One Margaret Howell and one COS. Do they BORE you? Whatever I'm not a flashy person.
thanksforit, fantastic man
Posted by Luke at 2:09 PM
Should Baby be mad that Daddy didn't post anything on her birthday yesterday? Should she be mad that Daddy didn't send her a present (much less a card)? Should she be mad that her and Daddy didn't even have a phone conversation on her big day?
No she shouldn't, because that's life.
Posted by Luke at 1:33 PM