Last night I dreamt that Wrigley could talk and he sounded like Clumsy Smurf. I can't find any video of Clumsy but the description above sums up Wrigs to a tea! If he could speak I'm certain that's who he'd sound like.
LMAO. Oh MY. Yes, because I was in HS with Suz, I can attest she was definitely NOT the town whore. I'm going to be laughing all DAY about that comment, little missy....
Laura, I know when you read this, you'll probably be "bleary" from surgery, but I have to tell you what I saw on Friday (in fact, I can't believe I forgot to leave a comment about this on Friday...)
Friday is garbage day in our neighborhood and you know how sometimes when the garbagemen dump the garbage, a little "something" will fall out and wind up blowing back up into the yard and get caught in the bushes or whatever?
Well take a Wild Guess what was blowing through our cul-de-sac (much like a little white tumbleweed) on Friday.....
Yep, you got it.... a panti-liner wrapper. I almost took a picture, to post it on the blog, but then I thought my neighbors would all REALLY start to gossip about me.
Anyway, it was a funny moment. Be sure to tell Tom that the wayward panti-liner wrapper has made it all the way to the Atlanta area.
Hope that made you laugh, and hope your surgery went well this morning. :-)
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Cute. Silly dreams again?
In H.S My nickname as "Smurfette". Because I was so small, not because I was the town whore.
LMAO. Oh MY. Yes, because I was in HS with Suz, I can attest she was definitely NOT the town whore.
I'm going to be laughing all DAY about that comment, little missy....
Laura, I know when you read this, you'll probably be "bleary" from surgery, but I have to tell you what I saw on Friday (in fact, I can't believe I forgot to leave a comment about this on Friday...)
Friday is garbage day in our neighborhood and you know how sometimes when the garbagemen dump the garbage, a little "something" will fall out and wind up blowing back up into the yard and get caught in the bushes or whatever?
Well take a Wild Guess what was blowing through our cul-de-sac (much like a little white tumbleweed) on Friday.....
Yep, you got it.... a panti-liner wrapper. I almost took a picture, to post it on the blog, but then I thought my neighbors would all REALLY start to gossip about me.
Anyway, it was a funny moment. Be sure to tell Tom that the wayward panti-liner wrapper has made it all the way to the Atlanta area.
Hope that made you laugh, and hope your surgery went well this morning. :-)
HWHL
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