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I took home ec in grades 7/8, back in the mid-1990's. By then it was already in a state of major decay in terms of quality... we made an awful lot of cookies in “foods” class.

Aw, crazy Lilo is back! I’ve missed her.

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All fine advice-but if all else fails...have a dance number ready.

I loved all of that except Piper’s parts. Even when she’s only part of the crew for 2 seconds-it's 2 seconds too long.

HRods?

That was the approach. And it worked.

....and remember, when you didn’t pick up on your room line because you were eating dinner, your friends would then call your house line and your parents got all angry because no one should be calling you on your house line because that’s why they let you get your own phone! But my friend HAD to call me because I NEED

I lusted after the Phone-in-a-Box because it was so classy.

Homeland fell off after season 2.

Know what would make this better? A kitty bathing cap.

Act like a lady, completely fuck up like a man.

It’s my first Christmas as a mother and I find myself thinking this all the time. To the point that I’m searching out simple things. Because inevitably, my daughter wants to play with a solo cup or a coaster or bang on a pot with a spatula. All this crazy light up singing shit is just sensory overload and just feels

You must be my sister. Hey sister.

This article makes me feel like kids of the 1980’s like myself actually had things really good in the toy department. Toys today all seem so prescriptive in terms of how you’re supposed to play with them.
Mind you, it’s not like I could be really BIASED or anything... ;)

I miss toys intended for girls that weren’t pepto pink with sparkles.

I loved the turkey. I bought one for my kids. I do not ever get tired of it. That phone can burn in hell, my kids kept throwing it.

SHIT THAT WARNING LIGHT IS FOR HIGH BEAMS? I THOUGHT IT WAS THE ELECTRIC JELLYFISH REPELLENT.

YES. SEE. I’M THAT ASSHOLE WHO’S RIGHT BEHIND YOU IN TRAFFIC OR ON A SMALL ROAD WITH THEIR BRIGHTS ON.

My salary is publicly available on at least a half dozen sites on the Internet. It’s a little weird at first, but after a while it’s just normal. I actually think it improves employee relations and morale. Plus it helps me know who to hate because they are worthless piles of shit that make way more than most people,