we all have crap. I feel like we are overflowing with crap and can’t seem to get rid of it. But the offspring and myself really like to drag in more crap and mess with it…not literally.
This morning, on the phone with customer service while tracking my orders on the mac while Dora is teaching my daughter spanish. The operator keeps saying, ‘huh?’ and I wasn’t saying anything. Finally we figure out she can hear ‘Andele!!’ and a pig snorting in the background. Why does Dora have pigs that speak spanish? Guess she likes latino bacon.
Sorry, that was wrong…I couldn’t help it…
Sooooo, I ran across some rooms that would be pure hawwwesomness for the offspring and myself. And maybe the mister would be welcome, only if he doesn’t poke fun at us and he can manage the hot glue gun without melting everything. Not like this has ever happened…or has it?
LOVE…
sigh…be still my heart…
So not big enough, but totally awesome…
To many more,
A