Sunday, February 10, 2008
Nearly Caught Up
I have been buried under a mountain of bookkeeping. I thought Iwould finish early enough to enjoy the night, but here it is 8:48. I am ready for bed. I did finally get my gigantic mountain of laundry put away. I found myself resenting it. Doesn't it know how busy I am? The mountain just reminded me how much easier socks are to find when they are together. They were right. Today was the best sock day ever! Sorry for all the neglected blogs and other things I wanted to do instead. Things I started, but didn't finish. I will get to them tomorrow. Hopefully...
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I am lonely and beginning to get worried!
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Underwear, is that you?
yes its me!
Underwear, are you ok? Where are you?
I'm ok I think. I am not sure but I might be stuck between behind the washer hanging off the hose!
Don't panic! I think that someone is coming...
Katie! Help! Help us! I think that underwear is hurt. She is stuck behind the washer! ...Wait! Please! Tell my brother argyle that I need help!
Is she gone? We are never gonna get out of here! We shouldn't have wandered away from the huge pile. It's just that when I was in there I felt so neglected and useless. Woh is me!
There, there underwear, we'll get out of here. Don't fret!
Ok, I'll try to be calm. Wait... What was that...? Someone's coming!
Praise Ala! It might be Katie! Hello, Katie is that you? Wait thats not Katie... It's Atticus, undies, H-E-l-P he's got me...He's biting me and slobbering all over me HHHEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPP!!!
Sock, are you ok? Oh, the cruelty! Why oh why did it have to be him. I've lived a good life Ala, why couldn't he have taken me?
I find this post to be highly offensive and whichever infidel is responsible for these comments will surely die a thousand deaths and without any virgins!!!
Is my name spelled ala or alah? I may be a god, but I did not learn to read and write phonetically so consequently my spelling suffers. Damn all those who spell better than me! They shall have no virgins!
I am sure glad i am not the only one who hears clothes talking to them. I just wonder who is around my house to hear my socks and undies? I also wish I could say that dirty socks and undies are the grossest things that have ever made their way into Attticus' mouth, sadly it isn't.
You have some pretty entertaining clothes!
The socks at our house are too stiff to talk.
The socks at our house are Mormon.
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