Today, being a fanciful girl, I asked Jeremy what he thought our kids babies would look like. Without missing a beat he answered ���Winston Churchill���.

Funny boy. He has a point though.

...must....obey....

A few people now have mentioned lolcats to me. I finally sauntered over (and by sauntered I mean click click), it was alright. I wasn���t immediately grabbed and would normally have ended the perusal right there but the recommendations came from trusted humour sources so I spent some more time clicky clicky. I was ready to leave when I saw this:

Gasp! Could this be a feline version of my own beloved Hypnotoad? Oh it be. It be. So I shall continue checking out lolcats, for future funnies. Also because the Hypnokat says so. All hail Hypnokat���

whisky/bodily fluids?

Did anyone else see this ad in the subway? I saw it at St. Clair but it must be elsewhere. It���s an ad for Gibson���s Whiskey and it says:

12 YEARS OF FOREPLAY
ONE LONG, WARM FINISH.

Um, is anyone else disturbed by this? Upon reflection I realize they are probably trying to say that drinking this whiskey is like having an orgasm but their unfortunate use of the word warm in this context makes me think they are saying that drinking a glass of this is like drinking a glass of semen.

Ya heard me.

They say finish and warm after a foreplay leader. Might as well say salty or jizzy. Honestly. Warm was a poor choice. Granted I realize this may be some whiskey term so I���ll recant if someone enlightens me. As of this moment I stand by my critique. Poor wording chaps, poor wording. Some (and by some I mean Jeremy) may argue that my mind is in the gutter but I can���t be the only one. I wish I could find a picture of the ad but no luck so far. I���m sure you would all agree with me should you see it. Shameless. And quite frankly gross.

In a moment of poor willpower (this one being ‘the weekend’) Jeremy and I indulged in deep fried mars bars. Oh. My. I can’t decide if I simply must have a deep fryer now or if it’s too dangerous. I can see it now – deep fried apples, yogurt, hot dogs. I would probably deep fry a spoon to eat deep fried ice cream.

It’s just so darn yummy.

I think I’ll stick with the occasional treat of deep fried goodness; this way I actually have to get off my ass and go get something. Unless I order in from C’est Bon, then I just have to get my ass to the door. Or send Jeremy. Well either way, lifting my arm to point to the door is exercise right?

see if you can guess what's going on in these pictures...

Ahahahaha!