There is so much I need to blog about. Including (in no particular order) a play date with Mrs. Materialism, our Father's Day weekend extravaganza, naked children in the middle of the mall, Tony not knowing who Eddie Haskell was and being a wanker on Sunday, Tim's absence, organic cleaning products, cherry picking, belly dancing, my hyper competitive friend, my blast from the past, the new Barbie Jeep, as well as many other things.
But right now all I can say is that if Tim's grandmother sends me one more email forward of St. Theresa's Prayer or the moving Thomas Kinkade paintings, or the fricking Maxine cartoons, I just might lose my mind. Seriously, how do I get off her mailing list without it involving me hurting her feelings or spending life in jail because I killed her?
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2 comments:
Sounds fascinating! I will check back for lengthy posts on all topics including possible grandmainlawtracide. I have to say I am impressed that Tim's grandmother knows how to handle a computer. Mine is befuddled by such new technology.
I've been trying to get off my own extended families emails for years now (obviously without much luck). They once sent me an email explaining how to 'cure' someone who has *just had* a stroke with acupuncture (and they meant it too!). No where did it mention actually calling 911! = )
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