Kerry On the Spot

My fridge has been a mess for awhile. As a result I have been tapping into the “stacking” skills I learned in preschool. However, one can only stack and maneuver so much (plus, eggs are not so fond of being at the bottom of the stack…) before the inevitable needs to happen… cleaning.  Look at my poor fridge, she’s begging for a little TLC:

Being the good fridge-keeper I know I can be, I dug in my heels and began emptying the fridge. My rubric: 1) Anything with fuzz must go. 2) If it’s original color wasn’t green, it must also go. 3) If it slimed, gone. 4) Curdled? Also, GONE.

Now, a little problem that I have is… what’s the word? Oooh, shiny… What? Oh, yes. I lack FOCUS. So in the midst of behaving in a manner suited to a responsible grown-up, I got distracted. I was distracted by thyme… 

This was not the first time thyme and I have done a photo shoot…

Despite my personal issues with focus and productivity, I did complete the task of cleaning my fridge. Yay Me! Would ya look at how shiny my baby is now? Slick, I tell ya, slick.

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Have you ever been to a baby shower at a martini bar? I have… last Friday!

First things first. Glitter. I stole it from my 6 year old daughter.

Every time a group of women come together, they need a group picture… right? I have some advice on “guest picture takers”… Consider graciously declining offers of help from extremely under-tall individuals… especially individuals who appear incapable of walking straight lines or touching the tip of their nose with their index finger. Just a suggestion…

After deeming the original group photo “unfit”, I stepped in behind the camera:

If you are in this picture and don’t want to be… leave me a comment dripping with compliments about my physical and interpersonal self, and also send me chocolate… then I will put a big black bar over your eyes.

But enough about everybody else! Allow me to introduce you to the star of the show…. the Baby Mama herself - Emily!!! She can go from Dancing Queen to Diaper Genie Princess in 10 seconds flat! My gosh - isn’t she adorable!

My friend Lisa (Blozulfog) was there. Oh yeah??? Lisa? You callin’ me out wich-yo disco ball antlers?

“Oh, great two dolla’ and fitty cent table-top disco ball from Target… what should I do??? 

Ah… Yes… Of course… Take it to the dance floor. Take it. To. The. Dance. Floor.

Hey. Hey! Whut? Can you believe it? Those paparazzi are EVERYWHERE! Just because we are famous bloggers, it doesn’t mean we aren’t REAL people with REAL feelings with REAL dance moves! There is so much pressure to be perfect!

Hey Lisa? Can we put that whole table-top disco ball business behind us? Can we just be friends?  M’kay?

M’kay.

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