Santa arrives a little early over here at Breed ‘Em and Weep. New post is up over at Single Mom at Work (will I ever get used to the “Single Mom” moniker?):
Santa does not, however, clean my toilet. That, I must do alone. As in, now. Because even I have limits.
I woke up yelling my safe word. So I knew it was time to clean.
I think they may be the funniest two lines I’ve written all year. If you go to a club in 2010 and you find a comedian doing that joke? Tell her that’s MY joke and she is so busted.
SAFE WORD! TIME TO CLEAN! That is a nice way to slay myself.
By the way? I’m pretty sure Eli doesn’t know it’s Christmastime at all. But he likes when I sing to him in the Box.
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