Saturday, April 11, 2015

Gambling with My Idiot Mom

Thank goodness for our recent overseas flight home from IRELAND or I never would have learned Roulette, 5 card draw or 21! I love My Idiot Mom for taking me and letting me learn how to gamble!

Monday, April 6, 2015

My Idiot Mom Doesn't Read Signs

This was a great cliff from which to look out onto the Irish Sea! My Idiot Mom must have thought this sign was in Gaelic like so many we've seen in Ireland or else she never would have let me sit out here! I love My Idiot Mom! 

Sunday, April 5, 2015

My Idiot Mom Books a Hotel Room

Holy Smokes! I'm in Ireland with My Idiot Mom and this weekend it's in a little Southeatern coastal town called Dunmore East! My Idiot Mom had her choice of hotels and Bed and Breakfasts and chose The Strand Inn for its "family room suites." Families sure must be extra close here in the land of the green as evidenced by this painting in our room where these family members aren't wearing any clothes. My Idiot Mom tells me it's art. I love My Idiot Mom! 

Thursday, April 2, 2015

My Idiot Mom Dines Overseas

My Idiot Mom (and Dad) have been feeding me McDonalds so long that it's the only food I'll eat.  It's a good thing there's one in Dublin where we're on holiday or else I'd go hungry, that's for sure! No fish and chips for me! Just nuggets and fries, and a computer screen while I stuff them down! I may not be healthy but I love My Idiot Mom! 

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

My Idiot Mom & the Plastic Poop Bag Bandit!

My Idiot Mom is on a crusade!  Someone is leaving knotted plastic grocery store bags full of dog poop curbside along the street where we live.  My Idiot Mom asks, "Who do you think signs their time-card at the end of the week?  Morons Are Us?"  Giving the benefit of the doubt, as My Idiot Mom likes to do with everyone, she thinks the culprit is making an effort to pick up after her dog, but not aware that unlike the dog's poop which eventually washes away in the rain the plastic bags full of dog poop do not, as evidenced by the two plastic poop bags she found by the fire hydrant in front of our house after two weeks of snow finally melted last week, and that she had to pick up and throw out with our garbage!  My Idiot Mom has reminded herself and me that, "Tickets on the clue bus are plentiful and easy to come by," and would like the Plastic Poop Bag Bandit to get one and take their doggie poop with them!  I love My Idiot Mom!

My Idiot Mom & Her Car

My Idiot Mom took her car into the shop because the passenger side window wasn't going down.  Luckily it wasn't broken. She had the child lock on! I love My Idiot Mom for protecting us so much! 

Friday, March 13, 2015

My Idiot Mom & Science

My Idiot Mom took me to the Carnegie Science Center in Pittsburgh this week. I had a fun time exploring space, water, trains, and wind in the hurricane wind machine. Luckily I have short hair and it didn't get too messed up, unlike My Idiot Mom who forgot to tie hers back and ended up looking like Cousin It from The Adam's Family! I love My Idiot Mom!

Friday, February 27, 2015

My Idiot Mom & House of Cards

Unfortunately My Idiot Mom doesn't quite understand that House of Cards is a terrific cutting edge political thriller starring Kevin Spacey & Robin Wright, & all Season 3 episodes are out on Netflix today. My Idiot Mom won't be binge watching House of Cards She'll be binge building them. I love My Idiot Mom!

Monday, January 26, 2015

My Idiot Mom's Out of Town

My Idiot Mom was out of town last week for 4 days.  She takes a lot of time preparing us for her leave of absence including cleaning, washing, grocery shopping and prepping school lunches.  My Idiot Mom also makes an easy list for My Idiot Dad to follow (at Dad's request) to ensure everything with a pulse in the house stays alive while she's gone!  Despite My Idiot Mom's BEST efforts, she knows that she will return to the CESSPOOL OF DUST.  Even though she returned 3 days ago, she is still finding cesspool evidence, like the indescribable remnant's from one of the meals out with Dad on the front of my hoodie, which Dad hung up in the front hall closet.  No worries though.  My Idiot Mom has touched way worse disgusting stuff off me and in the blink of an eye had the semi-chewed hardened mass between her fingers and into the trash bin, and the hoodie in the wash!  I love My Idiot Mom!
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