garrrrarrrgghharrrrrghhhh!
mom, r u even trying?? these snackies are not going to just jump into the ferocious chomping jaws of death by themselves, u know.
celebrating life's bounty one stitch and bark at a time
see, dad? it is ezPz really. but i should stop talking now so i do not drop them. :)
hee hee, hurry, dad! chocobot says at the end of every double rainbow lives a dragon that foofies gumdrops and poops gummy worms!! :)
A tiny adventure to score some bulky items meant the little kielbasa couldn’t use his snoozer when he accompanied me to our desination this past weekend, leaving him feeling quite disappointed that he couldn’t exactly see where we ended up, but blissfukky happy thar that he could soak up the sun :)
hey, dad, what do u call a ferocious poopie snake with two front teeth knocked out?
a ferothith hoopie thnake!
aha ha ha ha ha hee hee hee! :)
When you find yourself in a foreign land, stripped of your ability to quickly and conveniently communicate with others as equals in a common tongue, when you land in a world in which there are gaps in what otherwise would be grounding elements of a common upbringing, life becomes a series of slow, untethered, and often mysterious moments.
I posted these pictures of my recent trip to South Korea on instagram with little explanation, and do so here, at least initially, for the exact same reason - to generate the same sensations of mystery and wonder, and to let your brain fill in the blanks as mine had to, sometimes with the help of spotty google translations, but more often than not, without the symbolic aids and cultural cues we've grown accustomed to. Besides, at the end of the day, it's all about the shopping and eating, isn't it? :)