posted by Momo Fali on August 7, 2009
My
last post was an introduction to my dogs. This is about their playthings.
This is Blue’s toy.
These are Daisy’s inside toys. There are more in the back yard.
Clifford, I’m sorry about your eye, dude.
The toys below belong to my children.
Daisy sneaks upstairs, through a closed gate, into bedrooms with ancient doors that don’t shut well, and collects things throughout the day. Once she brings them downstairs, we put them out of reach on the mantle. In this picture we have: my son’s duck, a tooth-fairy pillow, a teddy bear, one slipper a necklace and three naked Barbies. She really has a thing for Barbies.
I want know why she doesn’t ever chew on Ken?
(Congratulations to Middle Aged Woman! You won Monday’s giveaway of Rage Against the Meshugenah.)
posted by Momo Fali on July 17, 2009
This is me in the morning. You screamed, didn’t you? Because of my insomnia, I’m both a night-owl and an early bird. You would look bad too.
Note the oily skin, black circles under my eyes and the surly expression which stays until I’ve had a cup of coffee. Thank you, God, for electricity and for whoever had the idea to grind up coffee beans and run hot water over them.
Ironically, back in the 80’s I tried to get my hair to look like this…only with bigger bangs. Thank you, God, for curling irons, teasing combs and Aqua Net.
Tell me boys and girls, do you get up early or stay up late. Or, if you’re a sorry sucker like me, both?
posted by Momo Fali on June 15, 2009
On a fair June day,
three great women came a
very long way.
They brought me a CD and a super-cute bag,
and that tote was full of yummy swag!
I got a tiara, a sash, and a bouquet made of paper.
And, even the dogs got treats. Beef and bacon flavor!
They made us a lock, reminding us to close the door.
And, there was beef, sausage, a duck and more!
All in all, it was a fantastic day made possible by people across the USA.
I’m not sure if my heart has ever felt such elation,
and now my family won’t die of starvation!
posted by Momo Fali on June 9, 2009
Long-time readers may remember these pictures my son drew of me and my husband. Let’s see if he’s advanced in the last year, shall we?
This is me. I am happy that he gave me legs that go all the way to my neck, but my square hair-cut isn’t very flattering. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mommy Scissorhands.
This is my husband. As you can see by the size of his pecs, he’s been working out. The look of shock on his face is probably a reaction to the fact that I cleaned the bathrooms, because with as hairy as he is, those drains can get pretty clogged. Maybe I should give him a trim.
These are Daisy’s inside toys. There are more in the back yard. 
The toys below belong to my children.
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