Tag Archives: mustache
So apparently, I’m NOT Spanish!
While looking for couple halloween costume ideas, I found the following and quickly texted it to Hubby, with the wording “not sure how I feel about this”. Hubby: Because it involves a mustache and mustaches freak you out? Me: No Hubby: … Continue reading
I blame my death on Mad Eye Pete!… and syphilis…
So Tracy, Tricia and I threw pretty much the most diabolical awesomely evil surprise birthday party for Ashley last weekend… But that’s for another blog. Don’t freak, I know I say that and then never blog about it again, but … Continue reading
Why Billy! You Rascal You
I’m currently trying to get Ashley to join me in the horror joys of owning a cat. My past assaults have been to email her a barrage of cute kitty pictures to weaken her defenses, nothing makes you question your … Continue reading