Saw my friends tonight. One it was his birthday. One, I hadn't seen in years. Both, I don't see enough. We're going to try to remedy that. The Peanut wasn't happy about my going out tonight. She got rather upset. I bargained with her. Told her I'd bring her a surprise in the morning. She cried, " I want Daddy for a surprise!"
Right? I know. Manipulative son of a jackal*. I told her I'd be home before the morning, when it was still dark out. She replied with a pouty face and a determined grimace, "Just go and say hi and come right back."
"Okay," I said. You've gotta hop on a good deal when you get it.
HM
*We use son of a jackal around here because time was I said son of a bitch way too much and the kids picked it up. Ironically, the Peanut said son of a jackal at school last year and she got in trouble for it anyway. Because the Man is always trying to keep you down. That son of a jackal.
Sweet. I prefer "son of a bee sting."
ReplyDeleteI can give you the Hebrew term for it, if you'd like...
ReplyDeletePoor Peanut! Daddy gets her in trouble!
ReplyDeleteI taught my nephew to call idiots, Jack Wagons... my sister is not amused.
ReplyDeleteThat's too cute.
ReplyDeleteI say 'Christ on a cracker.' I'm pretty sure that's getting me through the gates faster than some of those other crashers.
ReplyDeleteI have been consciously replacing asshole with apple. "ugh, that driver is a total apple!
ReplyDeleteIt's all just horsefeathers anyway
ReplyDeleteWow, poor Peanut has one hard-ass teacher. Did you 'splain to the hard-ass that it was a Jewish thing?
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