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My throat is on fire and not from dinner. My forehead feels like it's about to explode and if I got kidnapped and they put duct tape over my mouth, I would just die. Even if my nose wasn' t stopped up like the Hoover Dam is in there. I know. I share too much.

We've had 2 nights of her majesty sleeping through the night. Thank you lord almighty. I think that run may end tonight though. She's been so crabby all day, crying like Donovan stepped on her though he didn't. I know this because she was held pretty much the entire day by me. If she's like this all day tomorrow I may call her Ped and see what the good doc says. I want to cry when she does cause she sounds so in pain and so sad.

On a freaky note.....There's a new show on Disney imported from Canada called The Doodlebops It's been on for a couple weeks now and I have to tell you, I am loving them. To be completely honest, the first show I saw scared the tar outta me and they creeped me out. I swore I wouldn't let the kids watch it again but damn if those musical numbers don't get the kids up and dancing and laughing. It's the hair that did it for me. And the makeup. It looks like clown makeup but not all that white. DeeDee is Pink, Rooney is Blue and my fave, Moe, is Orange. I want so bad to see Moe (aka Jonathan Wexler) without the makeup on. Someday I'll find a photo. The Teletubbies and Barney are still the axis of evil in this house and they shall never make an appearance. The Wiggles, I relented on them for the same reason. The songs get the kids going and it makes me have a great day when they are giggling and dancing all over.

Send "Hey sinus infection! Get the hell outta Trish" wishes to me, they are appreciated.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Trish -
Here I thought I was the only one who was strangely (and disturbingly) attracted to Moe. My 20-month-old son wakes up every morning saying "Doodlebops, Doodlebops!" After the initial weirdness wore off, I found myself wondering what Moe looks like w/o the makeup. Post that pic, would you?! I'd love to see it. I searched a little and can't find anything without makeup.

Wendi
Anonymous said…
i hav the pics.
DeeDee...http://www.ezee.info/videos/lisa-lennox.html

Moe(my fav. and cute)...http://www.ezee.info/videos/jonathan-wexler.html

Rooney(kinda blurry but still visible)...http://www.ezee.info/videos/chad-mcnamara.html
Mama said…
Thanks for the photos everyone. There's a website called www.deedeerooneymoe.net that has tons of photos of them unmasked.

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