Why does mom keep singing this CRAZY song: "Mack ain't getting nothing fer Christmas...cause Mack ain't been nothing but bad"...?? It's really starting to scare me, dang it. And ya know what? Our sofa looks like a big stuffy, so who can blame me for doing what I did?? Mom wanted a new sofa anyways....
In happier news, mom found these on the Interwebs while she was at work loafing:
I can SO see my mom writing this note!
How is your week going so far?