So, it's been a bit of a slow day until this very moment.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
This morning one packer showed up, and he packed up my kitchen and left. He just walked back in with two other guys, who are now packing the contents of my underwear drawer.
Whoever said childbirth destroys modesty had not been professionally moved six times in 13 years.
I am grateful to have these guys packing my stuff. The alternative would be me having to pack my stuff and that would totally vaccuum like a Hoover. I am trying to keep from saying that word I really dislike, but say all the time, kwim?
Speaking of kwim, that's text speak for "know what I mean", and I picked it up from Darcie. My only problem is that I have caught myself wanting to ask people, in real conversations if they kwim.
If I am ever speaking with you face-to-face, and I say kwim to you, please smack me. And then remind me that I am 35 years old and should attempt to speak like one.
AUUGHHH!! I have on the 80's station on the radio and Kenny Rogers is singing, You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.
Which reminds me of a joke I used to tell in the fifth grade. I don't remember the joke, but the punch line was you picked a fine time to leave me loose wheel.
I am sure you are just dying with laughter at that amazing joke.
I am also positive that you are now singing that Kenny Rogers hit. My personal favorite was Islands in the Stream, because I loved Dolly Parton.
All right, I am signing off now because people keep wandering into the kitchen and it makes me nervous for some reason!
(An almost boxed up) La Vida Dulce!