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last night we were in the car and Wendy and Abe were razzing me about not being able to find the dog food...in my defense, giant dog food bags are used for lots of things in my house, like trash, and catlitter cleanup, they're just not that noticable...
anyhoo, I'm all "they blend into the background of the house, they're like camoflaged, like flats of wooder"
(what's wooder you might ask, it's water, only said with my New Jersey accent which I have convincingly let go of with very very few exceptions)
Abe: "oh easy girl, calm down, you're letting your Jersey out....Geesh, get her all worked up and she time travels back to 1989"
Sometimes he's so freaking funny, he had me laughing until I peed myself (it's a problem I have, I know I'm not the only one)
(I've decided to try and work my way thru the mood thingies...so if they appear to not match up with my post you know why)
anyhoo, I'm all "they blend into the background of the house, they're like camoflaged, like flats of wooder"
(what's wooder you might ask, it's water, only said with my New Jersey accent which I have convincingly let go of with very very few exceptions)
Abe: "oh easy girl, calm down, you're letting your Jersey out....Geesh, get her all worked up and she time travels back to 1989"
Sometimes he's so freaking funny, he had me laughing until I peed myself (it's a problem I have, I know I'm not the only one)
(I've decided to try and work my way thru the mood thingies...so if they appear to not match up with my post you know why)
