Crappy Halloween

Sweet Relief!

I'm all out of candy thanks to a little girl named Serafina (Oy Vey!) dressed as a fairy/princess(?)- who relieved me of my last Mounds bar.

Now I have changed into my official costume for Halloween. That costume would be a mean, old lady who turns all the lights off in her house and hides in the basement watching Oprah on TiVo. Go away kids, you bother me!

Insert Earplugs Now!

Burger is one psycho cat. Although, I bet he never broke up with anyone via a post-it note. *sex in the city reference right there* I'm gonna be making a lot of pop culture references on here (sorry, I'm an improv geek - it's what we do) If that's a problem, you'd best leave now.

Open letter to my cats:

I still love you even after finding the "chocolate" one of you left on my pillow. Nice. Feel free to "go to the light" at any time.

Love,

Mommy

How To Be A Fawking Asshoe

Ah, Santa Monica....

Don't movie stars live here?

Some Poop Coming Soon !