Saturday, 15 November 2008

You Look Like A Monkey And You Smell Like One Too

We're entering hour five of my Mom's surprise party. The crowd is thinning out. We have so much food left over. My brain is sleepy. My feet hurt. I am ruing the day I promised the Over-Thinker that I would post daily. In fact, I am shaking my fist at the Over-Thinker right now.

Okay that's a lie. I'm shaking my fist at myself and my stupid promises.

Pictures to come tomorrow!


  1. if you shake your fist at yourself, you hurt only you. I recommend a good fist shake at people who don't know you...then you hurt no-one. The very reason you complain is the very reason I can't post every day...

  2. Just reading this makes me want to put my feet up and nap.

    Go rest! (If you haven't done so already.)

  3. Feel free to send me some of that food-- I'm starving.