There’s this amazing skill I have. Really, it’s a talent unrivaled by others: if there’s a way to stick my foot in my mouth in a conversation I will find it. I will be the person who for no reason whatsoever will say that thing that will make everyone pause with a slight “oh, what do we say to that” thought. It’s never huge, it’s never greatly offense, it’s just well, awkward. Example, at a recent party Andrew did something awesome, and I blurt out, ” You’re so getting laid for that!” Yup, that’s me. The awkward inappropriate comment. The clincher was that he didn’t – I went right to sleep. Jammies, teeth, sleep…I’m a wild one I tell you. I’m better in print.
Mad Foot In Mouth Skills
You know you’re a fashion blogger when your little girl asks to put on her crown, and insists on taking pictures.
Then she starts posing for the camera.
At two and half, she’s doing the hip-to-the-side pose, and the look-over-the-should-at-the-camera pose.
And she’s so proud.