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In an effort to launch something in a very short timeframe, after three months of coding in off hours for stints of a few minutes at a time, I used a framework to get *something* out. This is not code I would use for a client. Ever.
In fact, if you could see my face right now, you'd realize this is a little more than painful.
But, as sometimes has to happen with personal projects, the non-paying personal site takes a backseat to quality and gets dressed in handmedown code. Thanks to VMcore for the free ride here.
Oy, I hate it when you can see the nips from the Space Shuttle. Embarrassing!!!
Worse than the gas, keep blaming someone else. But the nips? Those are YOURS.
I’ve had some issues with that since I “Reclaimed my bosoms”.
I was SO excited that they would be perky enough to not HAVE to wear a bra, but I usually do because HELLO! I could poke some persons eye out if they walked too close.
I seriously think that anyone who asks a non-pregnant woman if she is pregnant/when she is due should be beaten publicly. Seriously. I once had to argue with a woman who insisted that I was pregnant. And I got the question this past week too. You do not look pregnant. I do not look pregnant. WTF?? People are dumb. Please do not assume that all Canadians are that clueless. Grrrr.
This post made me roar laughing. And no, you don’t look pregnant. Nor do I, I hope, and I got asked this question by someone at work a few months ago. I still don’t like that girl now!
First off: I can’t believe how much you look like your blog persona. Love the hair.
Second: You do not look pregnant.
Third: I am so jealous of your date night and your seeing of Superbad. Not so much of your fartiness, though.
I can’t stop laughing and hearing The Backyardigans singing “I wish I didn’t have a nose. PU watch out, PU it’s so stinky” in the background is not helping. Timing is everything!
As for the headlights, J and I just had that conversation this morning. Although ours was based on only having one shining at a time. God I hate that!
Canada Man must die. There is no way you look even a little bit pregnant. You look fabulous. Besides, doesn’t he know the rules? I bet he got an earful from his wife when he got into the van! I’ll kill him for you. Just let me know.
I think I just died a little for you. Hearing stories like this are why I never ask a woman if she is pregnant unless she is in labor.
You don’t look pregnant!
I love you for this post because it’s making me laugh despite getting up 4 times in the night.
Also, I am into cussing.
I think I just peed….
Honey, you do not look pregnant. And this post made me laugh my ass off. I loved how you kept moving to escape the stink-blame. Just further proof that snap peas and those of their ilk are pure evil. Ice-cream has never given me gas, what about you?
LMAO! That man’s an ass. Of course you don’t look pregnant.
The gas thing… that would SO be me. OHMYGOSH!
Date night sounds splendid!!!!
LOVE this….too funny, made me laugh on a PMS-ridden day. Thanks!!
i am dabbing my eyes right now. thankyou for the monday morning laugh riot. honestly. you rule.
You do not look one bit pregnant, what an ass!
I am going to have to check myself in the mirror next time I leave the house in one of those camisoles instead of a bra, which is pretty much every day.
So glad you guys got out to have a date night. It is amazing what a few hours away from the kids can do to your outlook on life.
I’m with Suburban Oblivion 100%.
Ok, I couldn’t even read your entire post at one sitting b/c I was laughing so hard. Thank you for MY workout for the day.
And you don’t look preggo at ALL!
He must have had a death wish! Ugh…what an idiot. I wish his wife had been there to elbow him in the side.
Despite the funky ending, I’m so glad you and Mr. Flinger had a hot date. That movie is on our “must see” list.
Oh, and lay off the snap peas next time, will ya?
Oh my, Lord - but, your “...pfffttt” had me snotting up my keyboard - you do NOT look pregnant…stupid, stupid man!
Wow. I had a crap day and was taking a break. I just came across your blog through Club Mom, and I literally just laughed my drink up my nose You need to warn people about posts like that! I almost drowned. Hi-lar-ious.
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