Yesterday was Mother's Day here in the US. As I was eating my Full Irish, served in bed by my lovely Full Irish Husband (minus all the meat and black pudding) I was perusing Craigslist. This elephant table was up for sale, costing almost nothing.
See, the top comes off so you can hide the millions of dollars that were saved in buying this on Craigslist. Or your cigarettes, or whatever else you might like to sneak out after the kids/significant other's/cats have gone to bed. All I know is that on Mother's Day I can get away with just about anything, so I grabbed the chance to own an elephant table on a day when Husband couldn't complain about it!
This was, of course, after Juniorette and Kitcat, fresh from her spaying, wearing her lampshade and sleeping in Juniorette's doll's bed, had fully woken up and were ready to go. I forgot to mention that Kitcat ran away for 5 days, trying her best to get pregnant. Luckily, 30 signs and a $100 reward later we got her back and she's recovering nicely, as you can see and I'm not a grandmother yet!
I also received some mighty fine cards and gifts which I must share with you. Particularly complimentary was this little booklet made by Junior. Let me translate. My mom likes when I: TRASH MY ROOM. My mom sometimes forgets to GO TO THE BATHROOM. Yes, those coffee table sized buttocks are apparently mine with me peeing, much to the kindergarten teacher's delight, I'm sure. Not to mention Husband's delight as he nearly wet his pants himself laughing at this. For the record, both are untrue, ok?
Husband got me this pretty top from Anthropologie. He chose it himself, perhaps subconsciously matching it to Kitcat's postoperative lampshade. No matter, I love it and it was a wonderful Mother's Day!
Hi Public, can you imagine being adopted into this family?! - Kitcat