It all started with this one. At least, for ME it did, because that was the first Bad Lip Reading video I’d ever seen, and now I’m basically hooked. These are SO HILARIOUS to me.
In conclusion, Jackpot, fishy poopy pants!!!! Mama gets a what-what.
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Please. Think of the books.
Although, admittedly, this is PRECISELY how I would attempt to fix a broken road.
Actually, it’s pretty much how I would attempt to fix a broken anything.
Leopard is all the rage this season, even though Daisy could have told you like 6 years ago that it was THE PRINT to wear. She’s always ahead of the fashion curve.
I have a pair of kickass leopard shoes, which you may recall I was MOST excited about getting last year:
I also recently bought this leopard skirt (but haven’t worn it yet, only because I’m afraid I won’t be able to pull it off as well as this chick):
It’s in my closet, waiting in all its leopardy goodness, for me to put it on some day.
However, there is a limit to leopard awesomeness, which I realized today after I saw this:
So I would simply recommend, dear mockdockers, that if you wear leopard, to wear it in moderation.
And so concludes my tip o’ the day.
COWS LIKE JAZZ.
As you were.
I cannot thank the alert and astute mockdocker who sent this to me enough. I LOVE THIS AD. I have watched it like 52 times already.
LOOK AT THAT ANTELOPE DRIVING A CAR!!!
Buckeye Bob, for filling in for me yesterday evening while I was out playing. Buckeye Bob IS AWESOME.
You know who else is awesome? VICTORIA. LOOK AT HER FABULOSITY and her precious teeny tiny daughter, who emerged from Victoria’s wombular area like 4 minutes ago, and yet somehow Victoria still looks like this:
Normally, I would take this opportunity to tell you all how much I covet Victoria’s boots. And they are, indeed, fabulous. BUT I went to the Nordstrom Rack opening here in Indy yesterday morning, and scored some boots pretty much that exact same color, only without the glorious red soles. BEHOLD:
I’m feeling all fabulous and equestriany. 
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This totally gives me the glees.
And you know what else gives me the glees? That like 14 of you sent this to me, KNOWING that it would give me the glees. And just the thought of a bunch of you watching this and thinking, “You know who would love this? Mock. She loves old people.” THAT gives me the glees.
So it’s glees all around this morning. Enjoy.
Here’s hoping you get a smile from it, if not a full-on giggle.
So last night, Mini Mock decided that despite previous warnings telling him he was going to get hurt, he’d try to crawl under one of our bar stools in our family room.
I think you know where this is going.
The bar stool came crashing down onto his head, resulting in a gash on his forehead, and waaaaay more blood than I want to see emerging out of my small boy EVER AGAIN.
I should note that as children, neither Mr. Mock nor I ever broke any bones or required any stitches. We were, apparently, very cautious kids. But Mini Mock didn’t even make it to age 6 without a trip to the ER.
Anyway, even though there was lots of blood, the bleeding stopped almost as quickly as it started, and honestly I would have just smacked a bandaid on him, but Mr. Mock and Grandma Mock decided they’d take him to the hospital just to be on the safe side. And it appears I’m the worst mom EVER, because he ended up needing THREE STITCHES!
But as usual, after a few pitiful tears when the chair first fell on him, Mini quickly became the Boy of Bravery, and he did GREAT at the hospital, charming the crap out of all of the nurses as well as the doc.
But you have to see how pitiful he was, because it’s adorable.
Don’t you just want to MUNCH ON HIS FACE?!??!
Anyway, emergency room injury #1 is in the books. I now return you to your regularly scheduled lives.
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