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Worst. Ninja. EVER. Just Sayin’.

If any sort of hidden camera footage existed of me doing my “cough syrup ninja” maneuver into Jr’s room to slip him a dose that (hopefully) kicks in BEFORE he wakes up, it would be youtube viral nerdtastic gold.
Medicine syringe dropper between teeth like Pepe le Pew with a rose for his love; flannel pants hitched  WAY up to avoid tripping on them; GiGi the Samsung Galaxy on “Brightest Flashlight” stuffed in my bra, causing my chest to glow a la  E.T. to give me enough light to administer said medication without rousing Jr from his semi-fitful coughing slumber; creeping tip-toe walk that would probably scare the sick right out of him if he DID happen to wake up and see the nut-job sneaking toward him…

Sure, it gets the job done, but I make Inspector Clouseau look like a master ninja.
Just Sayin’.

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Why Birds ACTUALLY Appear. Just Sayin’.

Dear Mr., if I don’t remember watching this episode of “Camp,” it’s because of the 17 head-butts I received during bedtime stories. Also, I feel compelled to inform you -just in case I start speaking without vowels or something – I kind of taste pennies, smell toast, and hear The Carpenters when I tilt my head to the left…. But I’m sure it’s fine.

Just Sayin’.

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Hanker for a hunk a. Just Sayin’.

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There is not nearly enough blue cheese on my salad to offset the way my day is going.

Actually,  combating this crap would call for a wedge, maybe even a wheel the size of a dining table at this point.

Being caught at the office with a rationed cheese supply is HORRIFYING.
I can’t go on.

Just Sayin’.

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Careful shmareful. Just Sayin’.

Telling a toddler to “be careful” is like telling the sun to be purple, or a dog to be a bus driver.
I keep saying it, he keeps climbing the EVERYTHING, and we might as well be from different planets.
I’m pretty sure I sound like the Swedish Chef, or the adults in a Charlie Brown special to his tiny ears.  Noises are coming at him, but they don’t mean anything.

Just Sayin’.

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Swagger doesn’t NEED a label. Just Sayin’.

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This was on the back of the mini van in front of me today.
No, Ma’am.

I mean I get the whole “workin’ wha’cha got” thing, I super do.

But this?  Worse not better.
Swagger that boat wagon outta my way, yo.

Just Sayin’.

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