Thug Life

Friday night is the big lingerie party at my house for the one Courtney Marie Marlar.  I’m super excited.  It does, however, mean that I have to clean our house and hide all of the horribly embarrassing things Rhonda thinks are “cute.”

For instance, let me discuss “cherubs.”  Now, yes they are angels (allegedly), but I have to say, they are the creepiest little beeps I have ever seen.  They have beady little eyes and constantly follow you with their hollow little faces.  And everyday it seems that there is some sort of new scary cherub in our house.  There is a gold one, a white one a marble one…seriously?  LaRhond loves Greek statues and such (one time she had a David’s bust and Nicole knocked it over and the head broke off.  So, Nicole hid the David’s head in one of Rhonda’s flower beds.  It was hilarious).  Anywhooter, so, new cherubs every week.  But, where does one hide these tiny little creepers?  And should one feel guilty that they are creeped out by tiny angel statues?  You tell me…

I would also like to add that I am definitely hiding Rhonda’s party CDs.  We are currently listening to some sort of Kidz Bop…and I don’t like it one bit.  Young children should not be singing songs like “The Twist” and “Brick House”…it’s just weird.

OH MY GOODNESS!!!  I totally have forgotten to mention the best weekend of my life.  How could I forget about that?!  I have truly done a disservice to my beloved blog readers.  Next blog…guaranteed…is all about my underage lovers…the Jonas Brothers.