I have a confession...
I have always wanted to know - since I have been 5 years old - if I could really hitch a ride just by showing a little leg.
I often wish that I could watch old monster movies and eat myriads of wild food combinations until I could no longer hold my eyes open...and I wouldn't wash my ice cream dish until morning.
I wish that I could tap dance on a pier.
I like long conversations about government conspiracies.
I almost punched the girl hogging the treadmill today. If you want a place to stand and watch Spanish soap operas, go back to your apartment. Either run or get off the treadmill...
My dream car is a 60's or 70's monster car...or a big bubba truck. Okay, fine...I would settle for a tractor, too.
I would love to take a trip with no destination and no scheduled itinerary.
A self-professed palmetto tree-hugger who was once in exile in Hotlanta, but clicked her red, shiny stilettos three times and whispered "No place like home"...and the rest is history...
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- I am a scatterbrained housewife who has two small, adorable toddlers, and one more bundle of joy on the way, and who wishes sometimes that she had been born a hundred years ago. And that indoor plumbing and electricity had also been invented a hundred years earlier...
3 comments:
You go girl... punch her out!! :) Aren't ya'll supposed to be coming around here soon or did we miss you? -Ally
Doodles, you worry me to death....you 'showing a little leg..' will get you a trip to the wood-shed for a big woopin.....you are causing your poor, old, crippled dad to worry himself to death...now, I totally aggree about the punching the mill-hoggin chick in the snoz.... go for it!!! I miss my Micky and Weez....I can't wait till Friday...I love you Doodles....DAD
LOL... hey googies
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