A Hunnit

This is my one hundredth blog post.

Once you hit one hundred, the Internet Society sends you your choice of a neon green beer cozy or a used commemorative eraser in the shape of a large, old computer monitor.

If the Internet Society is a real thing, I apologize, it's purely by coincidence. I thought I was making it up, bro.

Jason made his (not yet) famous chili with whiskey this evening. I'm going to eat some eventually.

This Friday we're going bowling. It's the 'Month of Funk' in our household and this year we're going to do something about it. Like go bowling in funk attire. I got myself a pretty little outfit picked out and I'm gunna do my hair in such a fine way. Then I'm going to watch the baby at a bowling alley. I can't wait. I made an invitation for facebook to get the word out. It's ugly.

Here's a picture from last year. It's the money we got back from taxes that we spent on a car. I hope we don't have to get another car soon. I hope Jason cuts his nard tubes so we don't have more kids. What? Sorry, boo, this is my blog and I say what I want. Plus, no one knows what "nard tubes" are. Look how long my hair was.

P.S. Jason's chili is indescribably delicious. I'm pretty sure he's trying to seduce me. Perv.