Saturday afternoon, about 4:00 … that’s when it’s gonna happen. I’m claiming it now. Is it OK to take a sleeping pill at that time?
Remember this?
Yeah, that’s happening tomorrow.
I’m extremely tied up in preparations … one day at a time … or one thought at a time. Slow down. Breathe, Mama Belle.
But, even more importantly, my children need clean underwear and I must cook the ground meat I took out of the freezer for spaghetti Tuesday night and dust & straighten up (my house is passing no white glove test today). Not to mention my boss (you know who) is being such a slave-driver right now.
All this to say … I’ll see you on Monday with some sort of story. I’m sure of it.
“Blair” is coming to your house? How cool is that!
Okay, so I really want some white pants too and those look nice, where did you get them?
I feel ya. Saturday my hubby wanted me to organize the 1,000 wedding pictures from 2 weeks ago on his website for him (he claims I am better at it than he is) and when my neighbor called and asked what I was doing, I told her I was working for The Man and he was keeping me down.
Can’t wait to see you on Sat. Have fun hanging out with Lisa!!!
Anonymous,
I got the pants at Stage, believe it or not. That’s always kind of a hit or miss for me.
Mama Belle, just want to let you know that I have tagged you for a fun game of “Eights.” If you’re interested in playing, just hop on over to my blog to check out the game. ~ Debra
i mentioned you in my blog – cause i like yours. just a little fyi!