This one’s for mah peeps.


Chillin’ wid mah peeps


Givin’ a shoutout to mah peeps


Down wid mah peeps


Hangin’ wid mah peeps


That blur is Elli doin’ some good Jack Russell jumpin’ fer a peep

Happy Easter Everyone!
p.s. Be vewy vewy qwiet… Ahm huntin’ wabbits.

Author: Dory

Believer. Wife. Mom. Deaf chick. ADD-addled. Photographer. Graphic designer. Blogger. Guano whacknut. Not necessarily in that order.

11 thoughts on “This one’s for mah peeps.”

  1. 1) Good to see some Olympic-grade silliness being employed here. It’s one of the nest tonics there is.

    2) Good to see Tom’s still around. Things have been so quiet over at Dark and Scary we were beginning to think you’d buried him in the yard….

  2. Those poor abused peeps. I’m telling the Easter Bunny on you.

    I have a quote for you…since you turned off comments on that other post and gawd knows I can’t bite my tongue.

    “Our houses are never going to get fixed up just right and stay that way. Our children’s crises are never going to be solved and stay solved. Our bodies are never going to get how we want them to be and then we can stop taking care of them. It’s not going to happen. We can stop investing in these old illusions.” Anne Wilson Schaef.

    It comes from her book Women Who Do To Much. I haven’t looked into the book, but the title itself sounds interesting.

    BTW, it’s rare a day goes by that I don’t yell at the kids either. Isn’t that like a requirement of motherhood? 1. Get stretch marks. 2. Yell at kids. That’s what was in my contract??

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