Wednesday, June 24, 2009

One last thing

Oh, and I forgot to mention that we had a living room picnic dinner, complete with cute striped sheet to sit upon. I was in rare form, but I'll have to give God the credit on this one. I'm usually so not this fun when it comes to potential messes my kids could make. Interestingly enough, no messes were made throughout the course of the entire evening.

Hmm...

3 comments:

Lemonade Makin' Mama said...

I'm not fun either! I hate messes. It might have something to do with my A-type control freak super organized needs. Might need to get help for myself one day soon... lol

Lemonade Makin' Mama said...

Oh man... your comment today, just hilarious! You and I are seriously two peas in a pod aren't we? Crazy girl... my kind of crazy that is!

Lemonade Makin' Mama said...

Okay is "The Husband" YOUR husband?

I kind of deduced that he is... and my husband thinks your husband is really cool or something (if that indeed IS your husband) and left him a comment on his blog.

Your comments are by far the best and funniest that I EVER get, and I was wondering where on earth you were at contest time already so I am so very happy that you finally showed up for heaven's sake!!

And plus, you made me laugh hysterically. I totally think you should be a professional singer. Of course, I've never actually heard you sing, but I'd buy your CD. I might even play it if you were any good. Also, I totally think you need to be a WOF speaker. You are twice as funny as Lucy and Marylin. TWICE. I mean that. You know I wouldn't lie to ya.

I need to be a good steward with my time too, but Adrain is brushing his teeth so I'm good... hope ya got that laundry done.

Also, lost your email address. HOW did I not save that?? No idea. Jello for brains. But I really want to email you about your dad thing... totally going through a deal with mine, and I feel like you might have the past experience that I could connect with.

Anyway... tooth brushing is over, so I need to go and pretend I wasnt back on the computer for the millionth time today.

Later gater. Tell THE husband, great comment, and we're a fan. :)

Sash