Somedays it's the little things- like coming back to an expired meter and not finding a parking ticket on your window!
Nice try, though Papa Murphy's. (I do know WHY that warning is there. I just like to live dangerously, I guess. ;))
My youngest and our friends' child hanging out at the zoo. They've only seen each other a few times, but they have a great time every time they are together! 
My winning Apples to Apples hand from family game night! We were doing a modified "quick" game and decided about halfway through that it would take ten cards to win.
I was on this side before it was cool
Apparently, the abominable snowman is way cooler than any of us. (Awesome magnet from PearsonMaron) THE END! (for now...)
After *ahem* a complete failure by the rest of my family to rescue me from the flying monkeys*, Someone decided they were just too cool for the side of the fridge everyone else had been writing on: 
The other side of the fridge is too mainstream. Fridge Hipster!
Hipster fridge
He probably doesn't even need those glasses! Nice mustache, though. I'm sure he's full of PBR. *events described may be exaggerated for dramatic effect. Or there is a slight possibility that I'm making some stuff completely up.
What happens if I break the internet style comment format?
Somebody decided that they were gonna break the rules, and the next thing you know... 
You fool! The flying monkeys will come to take us all awaaaaa
Help me!!
Is this where our story ends? Find out tomorrow!
The fridge saga, continued. See part one HERE After being reassured that, yes, it was an actual, real, shopping list on the fridge, someone was quite concerned that our (non-existant) emu had been forgotten. Apparently our (non-existant) emu's name is Wilfred. 
Then where's the emu feed? Do you want Wilfred to starve??
I reassured this concerned citizen that Wilfred was indeed being cared for by Mother Nature. 
Don't you know that Wilfred eats sunbeams and snowballs?
Yup, our family is COMPLETELY normal. *whistles innocently* The SAGA CONTINUES...tomorrow.
 Shopping List; printer ink, paper, o.j. My oldest child was practicing writing on the fridge with dry erase markers for the zoo outreach program she was assisting with. And then my husband wrote a silly "shopping list" on the fridge which included emu feed. (We do not now, nor have we ever owned an emu. Although emus are cool.) The next day I needed to write down a couple of things I needed, so used a clear space on the fridge. The next time I walked by:  Wait- Is this actually a shopping list? I'm confused.  And really, what can you do but reply and quote shamelessly from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? Ah, but there was more to come...
We were making our trip to the pet store to pick up food for the snakes, and the lizards seemed to be showing off for us. What do you think? As much as I love iguanas, we couldn't take one home with us so their showing off was for naught. 
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