Posts belonging to Category 'The hist on the daily'

a blog post by Huckleberry.

My mom brought home a wicked weird thing and made me sit in it. I’m five months old now (TODAY thank you very much) so mom is all on this kick that I like, exercise and play and stuff. At first I was like WHOA. Then I was like huh… Then I spit up. So [...]

That.

You know when you need coffee so badly that you forget to put the cup under the Kuerig while brewing said cup of coffee? That. You know when you buy new pillowcases for your bed because you just LOVE the pattern then realize it’s the same pattern as your blog background? That. You know when [...]

the end of innocence

Just yesterday driving in the car one of The Boss’ favorite songs came on. I didn’t know it was his favorite song, but he quickly informed me that it was and the kid knows every.single.word. He sang away in the backseat but I was instantly transported back to my childhood and Wheels Roller Rink. You [...]

It doesn’t take Freud to figure it out…

The Boss, well he loves him some Smurfette. Or rather, he love Snurfette. He cuddles with her, he takes her to school with him (week two and three of school did not go as well as week one), he sleeps with one arm slung over her at all times. Like any boy he prefers her [...]

My ability to lose something is directly correlated to how much I like said thing.

My ability to hold on to something I like, say a pair of earrings for example, is directly correlated to how much I like that something. Yesterday I searched high and low for a lovely little pair of earrings I bought in Hawaii. A carved flower holding a drop jewel. Oh! I love those earrings! [...]

File under first world problems:

File under first world problems. Sub category found in my shower.   Dear Cleaning Ladies, I do not think this is what you think it is.   PS where on earth did you find that? Thank God I read it before I attempted to put that on my Clarisonic for a good face scrub!   [...]