OMG. I may reply later when I stop laughing. And I don't know why I'm laughing. Could be because I'mADick. Or your presentation. In all seriousness, I'm sorry chicka. I mean, I may, from time to time, don Twinkie-like socks with capris, but I haven't gone the velcro route. I love you.
I would most definitely go to Vegas by myself with the room paid. Then again, I live a different life than daddio.
I am clueless. Surprise.
I *love* posts like this one from you.
I've definitely had one of those weeks. I feel your pain. I had the same kind of talk last night except mine ended with "I'm done." I am queen of the silent treatments though so it didn't bother me. In fact, I kind of liked it.
Happy weekend, elfie.
Yay! Good luck indeed.
That does sound like fun. Go in late that morning. Eat bagels and drink coffee at home while you're glued to the tube.
If I am ever attacked by a group of people with or without a tractor present, please do more than twirl your hair.
Right on. I wish I had that kind of nerve. Mine's not as curly as yours, so the shorter it gets the curlier it gets. Ccol. I admire your guts.
In all seriousness, I'm sorry chicka. I mean, I may, from time to time, don Twinkie-like socks with capris, but I haven't gone the velcro route.
I love you.