um….yeah…..
Yes, that’s right, my goal in life is to kill everyone with my island.
Yes, that’s right, my goal in life is to kill everyone with my island.
I’m sitting here drinking hot chocolate, having just come in from hanging 2 loads of laundry on the line. It’s about 30* out but the sun come out just for me, so I could hang clothes in the warmth of the sun. While running errands yesterday, I bought some little knit gloves. You know, the…
See, I didn’t bring everything! My desk was neater before I packed. Honest! lol I can’t believe I’m posting a pic of my messy desk! *blush*
Calen’s feet and the goo.
Some Southern Gospel for your Sunday morning. The McKameys singing You’re Still God and The Barrett Family singing He’s Got a Miracle for You
Its raining out. sigh Hopefully it will stop by the time I go shopping. It’s pretty miserable to stand out in the rain and load groceries in the van. D and the kids usually unload, but I often help also. It’s a long walk up our sidewalk from the driveway to the house, seems even…
Here’s a pic of the moving Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall, that we saw on Saturday. This pic didn’t come out very well. Here’s the website to see more, and for more info:
um…kill everyone WITH your island?!
I don’t get it.
‘splain, Lucy.
been thinkin’ ’bout this…
I mean, when and where did you get an island in the first place?
And just how DO you kill people with it? Is it like tiny and you hurl it at them while mid-air, the island flings out daggers of death or is it like poisonous and people get dead by just being there or is there quicksand and stuff?
*scratching head* This will bother me all day. I’m sure there’s some bizarre conversation that goes along with that explains perfectly…BUT I DIDN’T HEAR/READ THAT!!!
*siiigh*
ROFLOL
I’ll ‘splain……….