I feel like I haven’t posted in a week… and unfortunately I have absolutely nothing to say.

I could drag this out and write a post about a shitty trip to the mall, in the 80′s, when an overly hair-sprayed teenanger loudly taunted me for putting my arm into one of the leg openings of a trendy little skirt/lace leggings combo…

I could write about the first time I ever saw a real wiener and promptly ran away screaming…. and flailing.

I could try to come up with something about how I wanted to pulverize Hubs with my IV stand, when I was in labor and thought he had a bag of M&Ms… which was actually just his wallet.

But, I’m lazy… and I don’t wanna…

So, here’s a video of Hubs pulling the kids around with a riding lawnmower.

’cause this is how real crackers get down…