Hey, you've just come up with a brilliant solution for all the times when I can't blog because I want to be outside and my computer is inside! Your solution is way cheaper than the "buy a laptop" solution, obviously.
hmm....sounds like my last few days. minus the cat wrangling. and the beer. and the grocery shopping. and the beets. and the gardening. and the homemade pizza.
A confession: I can't remember when/how I stumbled on to your blog--but thank god for it! I always laugh out loud and or chortle. Thanks for reading mine too! PS I have an imaginary pool-boy for those summer days when I have to let the imaginary maid/secretary go on vacation, he makes a great margarita.
If I ever have a daughter, I am TOTALLY going to convince Husband to let me name her Whiskey. Although, I know he will argue for Whiski (stupid man), and we may end up settling on Whiskie. At any rate, I am half-serious, I actually think it is cute and it would definitely shock the SHIT out of my pastor's wife.
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I am really,really, really, REALLY anal about how my groceries are packed...
Don't believe me? Go look. http://mommas-world.blogspot.com/2007/06/grocery-shopping.html
Back already? You are laughing at me aren't you? Yeah. Its ok.
She is a Bad other Wiskey!
Hope the rest of your day is better...much better.
Can I get this post in triplicate?
There is nothing worse than a bad packer at the grocery store.
Well, aside from a republicans.
Is Doris off gambling again? Or is it another scrapbooking convention?
That other Whiskey chick should be slapped.
You seriously eat beets? I don't understand them.
I love to self-medicate for allergies also. Hiccup
Hey, you've just come up with a brilliant solution for all the times when I can't blog because I want to be outside and my computer is inside! Your solution is way cheaper than the "buy a laptop" solution, obviously.
hmm....sounds like my last few days. minus the cat wrangling. and the beer. and the grocery shopping. and the beets. and the gardening. and the homemade pizza.
; )
I'd say that Doris should have even more days off. I liked the "homey" touch of your actual penwomanship!
I went to Trader Joe's today too. Which is no small event since it was over 100 miles away.
No beet juice issues.
And definitely no whiskey!
A confession: I can't remember when/how I stumbled on to your blog--but thank god for it! I always laugh out loud and or chortle. Thanks for reading mine too! PS I have an imaginary pool-boy for those summer days when I have to let the imaginary maid/secretary go on vacation, he makes a great margarita.
Whoa. A place that bags groceries for you?!? In Minnesota? DO share the name of the store.
If I ever have a daughter, I am TOTALLY going to convince Husband to let me name her Whiskey. Although, I know he will argue for Whiski (stupid man), and we may end up settling on Whiskie. At any rate, I am half-serious, I actually think it is cute and it would definitely shock the SHIT out of my pastor's wife.
I do love me some Whiskey. ; )
Allergies! I hear ya on that. Benadryl makes me loopy!
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