Smashboard Sunday 5

A short roundup of the week's posts from some of my favorite blogs.

Being a newlywed ain't all it's cracked up to be. Ask Mir.

Otto warned me quite a while ago that he occasionally walks in his sleep. I can’t even remember when he first mentioned it. I do know that it only happened once during our first stint dating (only once that I witnessed, anyway): I woke up one night to discover him pacing around the room, and when I asked him what he was doing, he stopped in his tracks. After careful consideration, he answered, “I have no idea.”

The comments section on this one is priceless. Sarah gets a strange compliment from the Goon Squad:

Keep in mind this is the girl who has also praised me for having such a big butt.

Schmutzie Pickles gives a short timeline of her first 10 years of life:

Age 5: I do not understand what kindergarten is about or why I am in it. When we go on a field trip to learn ice skating, I spend my time lying on the ice, rolling back and forth, and singing to myself. One of the helper moms thinks I am autistic.

Here is your video. Not safe for work, children, or your brain - the "READ A BO-OK" hook will be caught in your head for hours. This is the kinder, gentler version, actually.