April 21, 2012

Lannis: Leaving On A Jet Plane...

I’m going on a trip—actually, if this is posted on schedule for Saturday I’m already on the trip...

I’ve left Mr Lannis in charge as Head Male, and I’ve debated tattooing “as long as they’re fed it doesn’t matter if they/the house/the pets are a shambles” in a readily visible area of my body.

And then, Wednesday night, as I am was sitting in the living room, I realized that Mr Lannis will remember to feed himself (food is waaaay up there on his priority list), and the kidlets and cats will complain if they’re forgotten...

But there is one member of the family who doesn’t have that luxury, and he’s sitting in the middle of the living room floor...


Place your bets, folks: Will they notice?


Occasional poster at The Mrs, I'm Lannis - or Leslie, depending on which circles you're swimming. A while ago I decided that I don't care anymore, hence my general standards for life are lower than The Mrs' (but she still loves me.) [Editor: I do]

I live in a small town with my favourite people: my husband, Mr Lannis, and our two boys, along with two cats and one hamster.

If you follow me on Twitter, you might witness my issues with linear thought, road rage, spending more money on food than books, and potty mouth. Be warned.


Posted by The Mrs at 5:00 AM
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