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Sometimes there just is not enough coffee for Mondays…

Thanks Keith.

hot wheels

I first spotted this sparkly purple hearse in the parking lot of my parents’ shop, bringing up nostalgic memories of Six Feet Under. My mother and I later spotted the same hearse on the road, which ended up parked at the estate sale we were attending. An omen? Maybe. A spacious and somewhat distasteful ride to pull up to an estate sale in? Absolutely.

tsk, tsk…

This isn’t Passive Aggressive Notes, but I had to post this mobile picture of a note sent to one of the women in my mother’s church group. Mareka confronted the room of bewildered Greek women, demanding to know who would dare send her such a note. Telling a Greek woman to go away is basically inviting her to wage holy war on you and everyone that you love. May the author of this note forever be anonymous….god help them.

Thanks mom.

i’ll get you g.i. joe!!!!!!

Cobra Commander is the coolest celeb sighting ever.

Thanks Kaela.