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Goldfish Diaries 11/25/16

January 9, 2017December 28, 2016bobbibowwoman2 Comments

Snail righted herself after the wake. I checked for damage.

Then I saw it.

A glow spread to the tips of my fins.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “glow”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

Goldfish Diaries 11/18/16

January 5, 2017December 28, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

wack

the water moves in waves

“Hey, hey…handle with care” we yell. “We’re swimming here!”

snail tips over

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “handle with care”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

Goldfish Diaries 11/11/16

January 2, 2017December 28, 2016bobbibowwoman2 Comments

I wonder if it is too much to hope, wherever my baby eggs are…they somehow remember me and how I gazed at each one?

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “remember”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

Sunday Comics

January 1, 2017December 31, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

Call me crazy but "dropping the ball" does not sound like a good way to start off a new year.

— Saucy Kensington (@Book_Krazy) December 30, 2016

https://twitter.com/jordanwebster97/status/815160967101288448

https://twitter.com/jjrasmus/status/815316396146102272

New Years Resolution: exercise (my right to eat) more (tacos)!!

— T R O Y (@TK150580) December 31, 2016

I refuse to acknowledge the new year until the old one cleans up the mess it made.

— John Carpenter’s The Alex Nevil (@TheAlexNevil) December 31, 2016

Sunday Comics

December 25, 2016December 24, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

The children were nestled
all snug in their beds
until they had to pee
get a drink
show me they can whistle
and ask me if birds have teeth.

— MamaFizzles (@MamaFizzles) December 20, 2016

I can never wrap a gift without it looking like it was abandoned on an island for 20 years.

— mark (@TheCatWhisprer) December 25, 2016

I wish I had the kind of depression that turned me into a great blues guitarist instead of the kind that makes me cry whenever I see a puppy

— wendy’s kid (@JermHimselfish) December 5, 2016

"And to my heirs, I will leave all this…."

*gestures toward 146 half-full nail polishes, all roughly the same color

— June O'Hara (@juneohara65) September 1, 2016

Facts about Peacoats.
1) they're flattering for all body types.
2) they're cozy warm.
3) their pockets can hold 2 bags of frozen peas each.

— Beatriz🌻 (@wittwitbarista) December 6, 2016

Sunday Comics

December 18, 2016December 14, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

My youngest is being tested for the gifted program at his elementary school and my other son thinks his toothbrush is haunted.

— eEric (@ericsshadow) March 25, 2016

I fell off a chair avoiding a bee, in case Cirque Soleil needs a stand in

— Midnight Cowboy 🇺🇸 (@cowboyjeffkent) December 2, 2016

I'm sure the neighbors think my family has a nightly torture ritual, but it's just the sound of my kids being asked to brush their teeth.

— Unfiltered Mama 💗✌️ (@UnfilteredMama) December 3, 2016

8 out of 10 people don't know how to reduce fractions.

— Kalvin (@KalvinMacleod) December 7, 2016

https://twitter.com/HatfieldAnne/status/807314389409943552

Sunday Comics

December 11, 2016December 3, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

3yo's Christmas list

Underpants
A red snowboard with steering wheel
A real dinosaur I can take to the moon
9 candy canes

Good luck Santa

— The 21st Century SAHM (@21stcenturysahm) November 20, 2016

Running with my dog, holding his poop in a small, lavender scented, biodegradable bag like the top-of-the-food-chain creature that I am.

— Karen D. Lioness (@DeadLioness) November 27, 2016

https://twitter.com/rolldiggity/status/248148274568101889

Me: Want grilled cheese?
Kids: No
Me: What do you want?
Kids: QUESADILLAS!
Me: You know that's basically a grill-
Wife: Stop. You can't win.

— Rodney Lacroix (@RodLacroix) November 29, 2016

My fashion statement for jogging is "no one's gonna kidnap the girl in the Bozo wig and water wings."

— Julia Gulia 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 (@JRobb773) November 28, 2016

Sunday Comics

December 4, 2016December 3, 2016bobbibowwomanLeave a comment

WITCH (using her broom for just sweeping): did we give up our dreams?
WIZARD (using his pointy hat as a piping bag for cupcake icing): yes

— @philmann@mastodon.online 💗💜💙 (@philmann) April 28, 2015

https://twitter.com/FuckabillyRex/status/800713802308354048

https://twitter.com/bourgeoisalien/status/800735026950369285

https://twitter.com/LurkAtHomeMom/status/803043900051116036

Wife: We need milk, eggs, and bread. Write it down.

Me: No need. I'll remember.

[an hour later]

Wife: What did you buy?

Me: A panda.

— James Breakwell, Exploding Unicorn (@XplodingUnicorn) May 6, 2016

Twas the day before Christmas

And all through the lanes

Came Foxes and Bowmans and some without canes.

We bowled with such gusto,

How joyful, how merry

To others we appeared to have nipped on some sherry.

We cheered for each other

How nimble, how light

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good Strike!

Snail righted herself after the wake. I checked for damage.

Then I saw it.

A glow spread to the tips of my fins.

*wack*

*the water moves in waves*

“Hey, hey…handle with care” we yell. “We’re swimming here!”

*snail tips over*

I wonder if it is too much to hope, wherever my baby eggs are…they somehow remember me and how I gazed at each one?

wack

the water moves in waves

snail tips over