Not one of my strong holidays, St. Valentine? Weeny. Brings me back to middle school when no one would circle "yes" and never receiving any of those darn stuffed animals from anyone except my nerd friend Jojo.
So at work I had to come up with a bazillion "conversation heart" sayings... In my head I kept saying, "just circle yes damn it", but it wouldn't fit on the cookie. I was thinking of really funny ones but they were quite foul. Foul I say. When I can't steer clear of foul I turn to Sean Connery. So Love Me, Call me, yes, 4ever, text me and all of those other barfy sayings sounded funny
enough in an Irish accent.
Then off to Matt's game and I was again transformed into Middle school age yet again. It gave me a headache, that unmistakable smell of rotting children and onion subs. Man, kids stink and it gave me a headache. How could I have ever had a crush on Dan Magan if he smelled that bad and was zitty, and ran like a wounded bird trying to take off? Gross... It was so bad I had to jump into Robin's traveling medicine bag and have a little lay down.
Then, off to Nathan's sleepover. I almost killed us twice and the headache was almost gone. Can I say that driving in snow tunnels isn't easy for an already questionable driver? I pulled out inch by inch onto a major highway until I could see and schzam I was in the middle of the damn road and a car was coming. I had to punch the gas, squealed wheels and Maggie and Nathan screamed. (The screaming always helps me keep it under control...). Then I couldn't find the friend's drive way and had to find a place to turn around in the snow tunnel. Did I mention I don't like to be closed up in small spaces. I turn around and again have to do the inch by inch thing but this time I didn't end up in the middle of the road but still punched it just because I could. Now you know why Dan Magan never circled "yes". Jerk.
Well, I am off to pick up said sassy child, go to church, go to soccer then to meet a new baby family member, we call him Blizz.
Have a good busy one without a headache,
jenny
So at work I had to come up with a bazillion "conversation heart" sayings... In my head I kept saying, "just circle yes damn it", but it wouldn't fit on the cookie. I was thinking of really funny ones but they were quite foul. Foul I say. When I can't steer clear of foul I turn to Sean Connery. So Love Me, Call me, yes, 4ever, text me and all of those other barfy sayings sounded funny
enough in an Irish accent.Then off to Matt's game and I was again transformed into Middle school age yet again. It gave me a headache, that unmistakable smell of rotting children and onion subs. Man, kids stink and it gave me a headache. How could I have ever had a crush on Dan Magan if he smelled that bad and was zitty, and ran like a wounded bird trying to take off? Gross... It was so bad I had to jump into Robin's traveling medicine bag and have a little lay down.
Then, off to Nathan's sleepover. I almost killed us twice and the headache was almost gone. Can I say that driving in snow tunnels isn't easy for an already questionable driver? I pulled out inch by inch onto a major highway until I could see and schzam I was in the middle of the damn road and a car was coming. I had to punch the gas, squealed wheels and Maggie and Nathan screamed. (The screaming always helps me keep it under control...). Then I couldn't find the friend's drive way and had to find a place to turn around in the snow tunnel. Did I mention I don't like to be closed up in small spaces. I turn around and again have to do the inch by inch thing but this time I didn't end up in the middle of the road but still punched it just because I could. Now you know why Dan Magan never circled "yes". Jerk.
Well, I am off to pick up said sassy child, go to church, go to soccer then to meet a new baby family member, we call him Blizz.Have a good busy one without a headache,
jenny
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