mom: hey *dad’s name* oh whoops i mean *brother’s name* oh no *sister’s name* i mean *name of the family goldfish* ah shoot i meant *your name* can you get down here really quick i need something
my dad has literally called me by his own name.
my mother has called me our cats name who has been dead for five years
I am the youngest girl in the family. When I was a kid, my grandfather would call out to me like this (in descending age order): Grandmother’s Name! Aunt’s Name! Mother’s Name! Cousin’s Name! Other Cousin’s Name! MY NAME! -or- Mildred! Janice! Julie! Kristina! Kelly! Madeleine!
pastel gradient nail art
madeleine’s fantastic rack.
It’s Throwback Thursday!
I laughed until I cried. The last week of 1985 or possibly the first week or two of 1986.
recent nail art efforts by madeleine
Ahhhh, Andrew posted a pre-clean up shot of my nails!
Top pic is my current mani.
I’m going to curl up on the couch with a tea, a bowl, and catch up on some TV.
Too stoned to make dinner but I’m hungry because I’m stoned.
THIS IS THE WORST. DAY. OF MY LIFE.
I SHOT a segment on Dragon’s Den Canada, but it never aired. Shame. Look how good my ass looked! They sent Jill, who was throwing the pitch, some production stills instead.
(I’m the only one in a red dress with her hair down, far left on the top pic and in the middle of the bottom one, if you need help.)
By the way, Jill’s business, The Apple Crumble Company, is booming!
Can’t remember the last time I had only one orgasm during sex.