There is part of me that wants to know why the artist was spying on me when I was 5 in order to make this shirt. But then I realize, really, it just means I was not alone. Granted, I was the only one picking dandelions and talking to roly-polies (pill bugs? Potato bugs? What did you call them?) on my TEAM but apparently in other place there were other parents worried about their nerdy kids who drew, wrote, and read all the time and desperately signed them up for t-ball, soccer, dance, basketball, etc.

It didn't work on me. I wonder if it "fixed" any of the others.

I wish my mom wore t-shirts. Whenever I did something weird she would look at me like she didn't know me and say "What are you, the Milkman's baby?!"

While it didn't really make sense, since she was, well, the MOM, not the dad, I still see her silly illegitimacy claim echoed in this shirt and it makes me laugh.

My mom does NOT wear t-shirts. And Threadless does not make, you know, like house dresses and Mu-mus and other older Mom clothes. But the t-shirt still brings me nostalgic joy!

and I realize this is cheezy, but I wish it was in, like, 4 X. No, I am fat but I am not THAT big, I just would love this as a night shirt. A big comfy one. hee hee hee!

I have insomnia, actually, and so the idea of counting sheep is a repeated theme, if you will, in my head. But never have the counting marks been grass. NOW they WILL!

I like this. I happen to really like keys anyway for some reason (better sense is all that kept me from being a school custodian just because they have all those keys.) But also, it is, like, a DEEP shirt. And I think I'll buy it when I am not broke. Plus also maybe post it in my real blog.

It's not just that I want to wear it... I RELATE to it. Especially right now, when I really do feel like the couch is fighting with my better sense (FlyLady, anyone?) of things that need to be done!

I may have to blog this elsewhere, too. And look for money to BUY it.

This shirt is so cute, it makes me sad. (Though I wish the boy was not holding a stick. It bothers me.) I don't know WHY it makes me sad exactly, it just does. Am I the only one?

I would normally say it makes me sad because it reminds me of Valentine's day, a day I typically call Singles Awareness Day or S.A.D. But, oddly, this year I have a... boyfriend? I shouldn't question mark that. That is what he is. I am just new at it.

And yes, I am 27. But this is my first Valentine's Day in a committed relationship.

I actually put this on my real blog (at http://kipluck.blogspot.com ) as well because I LOVE IT. I bought it today, in the biggest size available... Man's 2X.

Now, you can probably guess I am not a Man. But I AM a rather Girthy Girl. So I do with these were available in 3X. 2X will (I *hope*!) fix, but not as comfy.

This is my favorite Shirt.

This is my favorite site.

I am not my favorite size.

All I could think when I saw this was Emporer's New Groove. Too too funny.