Monday, November 07, 2011

The Stuff That Goes On Here...

The Egg Audience...

On Saturday, the man and I went grocery shopping. We were being silly and stupid and our goofing off caused us to leave a box of eighteen eggs in the backseat of his car.
Not very bright.
When we went to parent-teacher conferences for the youngest kid, she discovered the eggs.
We brought them in to dispose of them after discussing how handy a whole box of rotting eggs would be when you had a case of road rage (not me. I am not an angry driver. Ever)

A Happy Chap
We sat them on the counter as we shucked our jackets and stowed our keys.
K2 opened the box and disappeared to find markers....
Every egg has a different face...

Death by Pliers...
This poor guy didn't make it. Someone tried to pick him up with a pair of pliers.

It is any wonder that I teeter on the edge of insanity?


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