imaginarycircus

I've probably asked this before. Am I the only one who thinks that butterfly in the Lunesta ads, that creepy toxic waste green glowing butterfly, looks like it is murdering people?

All the ads are like some woman lying in bed in the dark looking tense. Then the toxic waste infected butterfly swoops in and hovers over the lady's face. It flaps it's evil, glowing wings and the lady closes her eyes and her head slumps over. Finito.

So yeah, take Lunesta if you want to eat and drive in your sleep -- or you know if you want the butterfly to come and hover over your face and suck your life force out through your nostrils.

Only slightly worse is Rachel Ray's tour of Boston which is on now. Cause it makes so much sense to walk down Newbury Street and then head to Revere for Lunch and then go to Harvard Square -- on the T. Yeah, that would be convenient.

I met my wonderful four year old neice and her dad at Penn station this evening. She is a tiny curly haired dervish! We went to the cowgirl hall of fame and had margaritas, though not the four year old, no margaritas for the four year old. We gave her a tiny bit of a virgin strawberry margarita though. She mostly just wanted the fake cherry.

Here is what she says (types):

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Then we had cupcakes at Magnolia and we just read Madeleine's Rescue. The kitten is sort of afraid of her. He likes to sniff her hair if she holds still but otherwise he is skittering around. Poor little guy.

Tomorrow we are off the Museum of Natural History to see the giant whale and dinosaurs and stuff. Will post pictures hopefully too.

I think I am not cut out to be a mom. She is so much like I was at age four. Talking constantly, fidgeting, climbing, asking questions, and bouncing. It overwhelms me. Totally fun for a short period of time, but all the time? I just don't think I could do it. Of course she was super excited to see Auntie Katie and Uncle David. And we stuffed her full of sugar...