Satruday Can't Come Soon Enough · 3:32pm Jun 2nd, 2016
I need more backstory before I start on my 300K word shipfic about Fluttershy's parents!
I need more backstory before I start on my 300K word shipfic about Fluttershy's parents!
Having breakfast for dinner! Bacon and eggs! Tonight m’ daughter had bacon for the first time. And she made happy sounds. Many happy sounds. After finishing off what I gave her, she walked back up to me and signed “more” (tapping fingertips together). So I gave her more bacon with a smile. She ripped it in half and gave half of it to the dog right there. After eating the second bit, she signed for “more” again. Handed her more bacon. She then tore
It was called Kid’s Cuisine.
I vaguely remember eating one of these in my childhood, but I don’t know which one I ate or how old I was when I did.
These things also feature characters like Spongebob.
Christmas seems to have rather sneaked up on me. It's like I looked at a calendar this morning and thought, woah! Only six days to go! Have they moved it earlier this year? But no, it's apparently the twenty-fifth of December every year! Go figure!
So I decided to get started on my Christmas shopping today. Amazon Prime is my true saviour. I should buy food at some point. I don't want to give the gift of starvation this Christmas.
After a long, hard day of playing Overwatch (and begrudgingly getting really good with Mercy, because no one plays Support! But that's a different blog) I get up outta bed to go to the bathroom. I take a step or two in when I realize that the floor is 80% stickier than usual. I turn on the lights and look down to see that the entirety of the bathroom floor is covered with laundry detergent. Like a gallon of the stuff. Just spilled all on the floor.
I'm not looking forward to this. The live-action version holds a special place in my heart.
I-I-I-I-I-I...
Just... why? Why is this gonna be a thing? On the year of my graduation no less...
Presenting my toddler's contributions to one of my Oneshotober stories.
I'm glad he can't read yet. "Daddy, what's clopfic?" is a conversation I'd prefer to never have.
So I was walking my dog in the fields earlier this morning, and I noticed a few stupid little boys whispering and sniggering and POINTING at me, and then I heard one of them shout, "Why are you wearing a my little pony shirt!"
I didn't respond, I just ignored them and carried on walking my dog. Once I had walked around the whole field I saw those same boys again and they once again looked at my clothing and laughed to each other.
On my fishing trip today, I left my wagon on the shoreline and started to fish when out of nowhere this bunch of kids come up to my wagon and began throwing out my spare clothes and shoes before making off with it! Thankfully their dad caught them and gave them a good shouting before returning my wagon and apologizing for their behavior.
Human Apple siblings as the Williams kids.
Hmm...
So, I gave you all a cocky blog post about 5 chapters of the Changeling Doll followed by a blog post about not having my own computer to write on. So where am I right now?
2 out of 5 of those chapters are done. Which has now become 2 out of 6, because I realized that Twilight isn't getting enough spotlight and she's an important character to the story along with an eureka moment for a good chapter involving her.
Quickly, she freaks! 0%
Quickly, she explains! 0%
Here is a video about NBC Kids and the end of Saturday morning cartoons. It's been 2 years since Saturday morning cartoons had been dead, but on the other hand, NBC Kids was in its last legs as a Saturday morning block made by Sprout. On October 8, "The More You Know" launched as a new Saturday morning block produced by Litton, the company that brought you "Weekend Adventure" on ABC, "Dream Team" on CBS and "One Magnificent Morning" on CW. Saturday morning cartoons are the thing of the
How did this escape everyone's notice from the MLP facebook page? Behold. Just friends.
And I keep reading 'Festus' as 'Fetus'
...I sat in the back pews behind four young kids who were below the age of three. And seeing them, in their innocence and smallness, doing their own things supervised by their parents, just warmed my heart. It's been a while since I was so near kids that age, and it reminded me of when I was a kid. Which, of course, relates back to the love and patience my mother had for me, and that I have for her now.