Do you remember how cute she was? How wholesome and refreshing her image was? The young Mickey Mouse Club member?And then came...
The funny woman in pink...(I couldn't get the picture to go in the right space...)
And the world was a little scared...
And now...
We have the picture to the right at the top of the page (not here where I wanted it...)
And DSS visits her regularly - or so I read...
Wow...
The funny woman in pink...(I couldn't get the picture to go in the right space...)
And the world was a little scared...
And now...
We have the picture to the right at the top of the page (not here where I wanted it...)
And DSS visits her regularly - or so I read...
Wow...
Writing papers is no fun...I don't like writing papers...I have to write a paper tonight...
I want to snack. I don't know what I want. I think that I want to snack because I am not happy with the schedule for my evening. Hubby is doing school work. I am cleaning house and writing a paper...sort of. I am definitely cleaning house. And trying to write a paper...
Babe, let's get packed. Take tank tops and flip flops if ya got 'um. No shoes, no shirt, no problem...
OOOoooh, we got a groovy kind of love...
Here is a opening line for a great novel - one that captures the attention of both ladies and gentlemen -
"There once was a lover and a ninja..."
- Be prepared - in moments of boredom, I might just finish blogging the rest of the story...
Boredom leads to insanity.
I want sushi.
I can dance like Britney Spears. Just ask some of my friends...and some weird guy that we were trying to scare off. It didn't work...Oh, so long ago.
My brother would be a great motivational speaker. I would never call him when he was in the middle of a speech. He would put a microphone to the phone.
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild one. And it's hard to get by just upon a smile, girl...
I wonder if Oprah makes Steadman dance on her table in a sequined speedo...
Zoot suit riot! Throw back a bottle of rootbeer...(It's the mommy version.)
Mama had a chicken, Mama had a cow...Daddy was proud, he didn't care how...
I can feel it in the air tonight...Oh, oh - It's boredom!!!!!!!!Help!!!!Save me from the boredom!!!!
Since I have already blogged more than anybody will ever want to read, I only see two options for my evening. 1. Eat a pint of Ben &Jerry's and tap dance on my table to Tango's version of "Puttin' On the Ritz" or 2. Write my paper and sing Phil Collins songs
I don't think that my table will support my mammoth weight. Therefore, I guess that I am doomed to write my paper. Durn it!!!!
I want to snack. I don't know what I want. I think that I want to snack because I am not happy with the schedule for my evening. Hubby is doing school work. I am cleaning house and writing a paper...sort of. I am definitely cleaning house. And trying to write a paper...
Babe, let's get packed. Take tank tops and flip flops if ya got 'um. No shoes, no shirt, no problem...
OOOoooh, we got a groovy kind of love...
Here is a opening line for a great novel - one that captures the attention of both ladies and gentlemen -
"There once was a lover and a ninja..."
- Be prepared - in moments of boredom, I might just finish blogging the rest of the story...
Boredom leads to insanity.
I want sushi.
I can dance like Britney Spears. Just ask some of my friends...and some weird guy that we were trying to scare off. It didn't work...Oh, so long ago.
My brother would be a great motivational speaker. I would never call him when he was in the middle of a speech. He would put a microphone to the phone.
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild one. And it's hard to get by just upon a smile, girl...
I wonder if Oprah makes Steadman dance on her table in a sequined speedo...
Zoot suit riot! Throw back a bottle of rootbeer...(It's the mommy version.)
Mama had a chicken, Mama had a cow...Daddy was proud, he didn't care how...
I can feel it in the air tonight...Oh, oh - It's boredom!!!!!!!!Help!!!!Save me from the boredom!!!!
Since I have already blogged more than anybody will ever want to read, I only see two options for my evening. 1. Eat a pint of Ben &Jerry's and tap dance on my table to Tango's version of "Puttin' On the Ritz" or 2. Write my paper and sing Phil Collins songs
I don't think that my table will support my mammoth weight. Therefore, I guess that I am doomed to write my paper. Durn it!!!!
3 comments:
My wife is too ashamed to write the original title for her story, so I will. "There once was a ninja and a nympho..." Alliteration is the ONLY way to go. If she reads this, this comment will likely be deleted. so before I get found out, I also want to say that the ninja idea came about when she threw a dog biscuit at me and claimed it was a ninja that jumped at me. that's why...oops...gotta go!
LOL!!! You two crazzies!!! :) Oh vikki, I got some green material and then that butterfly material to make my dress for friday. I'm freaking out though. Because I have to work all day tomorrow, but friday I have off. Wanna come over on friday and we can hang out all day? :) Cool. Blog me back ;) You could even come in your PJ's. and we could sit back and relax, and hpefully sit on the porch and watch the thunderstorm.
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