Is it Sunday already? Oh, wait, Sunday only has 30 minutes left. Nuts. This weekend absolutely flew by like a frelling F-22 Raptor.
I'm exhausted. I'm beat. I'm whipped. And not the good kind either.
I'll blog tomorrow. I have a vaca day. Taking the Dinks to the ophthalmologists and then waiting for (in sing-song over-the-top voice) my washer to be delivered!
Lots to tell ... lots to tell.
For now, good-night.
6 comments:
*waits patiently*
Yay! First, etc...
The weekend with the year 2005!
(my laundry is ready for you)
ooohhhh! have a good day, sorry been away so long, nice to see a pic of kelsey
Do tell!
Hope everything's OK now. Waiting with bated breath to hear!
How's the washer?
P and T - oh you have that five hour head start. Be nice to the rest of us here in N America.
spike - I told you to ship it!
Rowan - nice to see you stranger! Kelsey stays on my blog until the blog is no more. That child's life will have purpose. She will not be another abuse victim digit in a statistical chart.
CP - I shall!
Merci - I love my washer. It's smaller than my old one and does my wash. And it uses less water and energy! I feel so envio-green!
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