Lemme see: going to moon—I’ll need my jammies with the let-down flap in the back, no undies…
Oops, sorry…
What? You’re resending my invitation? Oh! Rescinding…
Just can’t take a joke, can you? Thank goodness I didn’t draw a cartoon.
Happy Valentine's Day (unless you're a historian and know the particulars, in which case, Happy Oregon Statehood Day).
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Oops...looks like I was two minutes late on that Valentine's Day greeting, but in my defense, I've still got lots of chocolate left.
But do you STILL have lots of chocolate left?
Sort of. I hid the Cadbury almonds in milk chocolate (hoping I won't remember where until I really need it), put the New York Super Fudge Chunk in the back of the big freezer behind my gelpak cold compresses, and told my husband he had to eat the rest of the cake and the truffles himself (okay, I snitched one today when I realized I'd mismanaged the input/output deal with the money and now have to do some serious fandango-ing). You?
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