If You’re Blog Hoppin’…

. . . leave me a juiced up Margarita message, or a sweet Long Island Iced Tea love note, or something equally splendid! Something for a Mama taking care of puny wittle baby, in the wee hours of the night.

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12 Responses to “If You’re Blog Hoppin’…”
  1. 02.02.2008

    YEAH!!!!

    FIRST….FIRST…..FIRST!!!!

    Hahahaha…I love this late nite blog hoppin gig…especially wit a bottle of wine in me!

    Hope your little one settles down and hope you get to have some fun this weekend!

  2. 02.02.2008

    you’re my first stop! three quarters of a drink and i’m abuzz for blogging. i hope yours sleeps. hell, i hope mine sleeps! i hope they ALL sleep.

    aka tumbelina

  3. 02.02.2008

    late to the game. but hoppin!

    Drinking beer I made myself!

  4. 02.02.2008

    I really wish some alcohol had found its way into my system . . . I’m so jealous of y’all.

    Anyway, HI!

  5. 02.02.2008

    Poor sweet baby, and poor sweet Mama! Sending you kisses… margarita flavored kisses.

    ~xo

  6. 02.02.2008

    Come here often?

    Teehee….

    Hope your night goes smoothly!

    xoxox

  7. 02.02.2008

    Hey :) Just wanted to give you a hug! I hope you have a great weekend!

  8. 02.02.2008

    hope yours are sleeping better than mine did! have a great weekend :D

  9. 02.02.2008

    The best, you are!!

    He was up for a while last night, I think he was delirious after the Dimatap wore off. I hate that shit and shouldn’t have given it to him.

    Anyway, he finally fell asleep and we got 6 hours! Guess who WILL be napping today when baby naps?!?!

  10. 02.02.2008

    I was totally geared up to hip hip hop, and then SOMEONE went and had herself a little night terror.

    Totally. Sweet.

  11. 02.02.2008

    I can’t mix a drink, just beer or whiskey for me, but occasionally I can be found carrying something of a tune… – Chas

    Its nine oclock on a saturday
    The regular crowd shuffles in
    Theres an old man sitting next to me
    Makin love to his tonic and gin

    He says, son, can you play me a memory?
    Im not really sure how it goes
    But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete
    When I wore a younger mans clothes

    La la la, de de da
    La la, de de da da da

  12. 02.03.2008

    Blog Hoppin’ here with a diet pepsi and whiskey. You’re early in the night so I can still spell PEPSI. Heh.

    Love your photos!! AMAZING!


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