The television is on. A commercial is playing. A man, hawking National rental cars, is pulling a piece of luggage across a parking lot filled with cars.
The mother: “That guy reminds me of Joe Buck.”
Me (shaking head): “Mom, that is Joe Buck.
The mother: “Oh, I guess that would be why, huh?”
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In something that is SO typical of my life:
I finished the note last night. While I didn't get it mailed yesterday as I had intended, I at least finished it. I thought, "Now I will write it in the notecard that I had all ready, with the envelope already stamped and addressed. I can put it in the mail today."
O.K. Now where the hell is it?!
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5 comments:
This is some drama! Hope you find that letter...you're my soap opera right now!
Vicki I can totally relate. I couldn't wait to get home for today's installation of "As This D*mn House Turns"!
No high drama required. A brief note has been mailed. MonkeyGirl assures me that my word choice was gracious while being non-commital without shooting him down. I'm sure there will be more to come.
I do that all the time...the wife says I am getting alzheimers...at least that's what I think she said...who are we talking about again?.....oooh looooook pretty colors.....
You're totally being passive-aggressive with yourSELF...I love it. Omg, I'm so nervous about this whole thing...what if he turns out AWESOME...he totally could you know!
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