Stuff That Makes Us Hillarys: Ode to the uncreative fatigue gene

...in the beginning...

We are the Hillary family. I can't actually claim all of us to be Hillarys, we've meshed with the Stimpsons, the Doxstaders, the Merrimans, and the Lowreys - but the more you hang around us the more we kind of rub off on you, and poof - you become a Hillary. Which, after reading some of the things that we do might sound like a pretty frightening thing. The disclaimer is that I cannot embarrass any of my children, and I promised. Then I uncrossed my fingers. We love the following people in our family.... Del & Nicole, Matt & Bethany & Drew, Em, and the Noahman Ashley & Mike and Baby Mackadamia and soon to be..., Mandy & Ryan, J-man and Dimples, and Ryan and Katie - yes we own two Ryans! Not pictured: Zoey the German Shephard, Opi the newly adopted puppy, BG & Baby Red the Macaws (the latter two Zoey would eat if put in the same picture). Welcome to our Blog. Don't take us too seriously.... life is meant to have a never ending, bottomless tub of buttered popcorn and laughter.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Ode to the uncreative fatigue gene

I
am
tired.
I
am
out
of
Taco
Chips.
I
smell
leaves
and
smoke.
tee hee
scheorry...
I think
a small
bomb
hit my
house.
I hate
mice.
I also
hate
tomatoes.
I have
no time
to blog
yet.
I heart
bedtime.
I hate
alarm
clocks.
Must
work out.
My
apples
are cookin.
Must
Run.

3 comments:

Jen said...: Leave it to you to put everything in perspective!; October 22, 2009 at 7:43 PM
ashleydox said...: You are such a dork Bob...
But that's how my day felt too...; October 22, 2009 at 7:52 PM
Nikki said...: I like tomatoes.; October 23, 2009 at 7:27 PM