Allie obviously anticipated a MONSTER of a sneeze.

With thanks to friend of The Laughing Stork, Laura, who notes:  “FOUR entire boxes of tissues and proud of it!”

So very fitting.

[Hat sold on Etsy]

“Wake me up when it’s all over.  Okay, thanks, nighty-night.“

The bride’s “something borrowed”:  her grandmother’s living room drapes.

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“I’m bringing ‘The Robot’ back!”

Awwww.  Coincidentally, this is what I look like after too many Skinny Girl margaritas.

“They’ll never notice if a noodle — or five — goes missing…”

With thanks to my friend, Chris, for sharing this picture of his adorable son, CJ, who also happens to be Skye’s future husband

Sadly, Dad didn’t get the windbreaker memo.

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So I am left with only one remaining option:  revenge.  Revenge in the form of — you guessed it — CAT HATS.  That’s right; I’m going to make this kitty pay for his nasally offensive sins by forcing him to wear humiliating headwear.  Thus launching my new photo series, “The Bad Cat in the Hat.”

I like to call this one Pimp Kitty.

Despite telling the lovely cat hat craftswoman that my kitty required an extra-large “Hollywood Hustler,” the hat barely fit Fatty Matty’s head.  I cackled as I slipped it on his huge noggin, fully anticipating a miserable cat, and you know what…?

THE DAMN CAT LIKED IT.

At least the cannibaby‘s parents taught him good manners:  never devour your friend unless your tea-pinky is properly extended.