... when you check in on the painters, and upon leaving have to willfully bite your tongue to keep from saying, "Carry on." Not enough paint? Make it work.
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Ha! AND, you know you're watching too much PR when your kid needs to make a Laura Ingalls Wilder costume out of materials you already have around the house, and you start thinking "...human hair?..."
Posted by: Susie | 2008.02.28 at 11:48 PM
Let's pull it together, mmmkay? Work it out!
Posted by: Ern | 2008.02.29 at 01:01 PM
tagging you. proceed to the haus.
Posted by: Hanni | 2008.03.02 at 08:01 AM
Damn it....I don't have enough people to tag. So you're getting tagged twice. Tag! You're IT!
Posted by: Amber | 2008.03.03 at 12:38 PM
Mmm, yeah.
I've had quite a bit of those moments, too.
And now I tell people that they are "pooing fabric" whenever I see somthing that looks way too baggy or sloppy.
Posted by: Amber | 2008.04.17 at 08:33 AM
Why no updates lady?
Posted by: Rachel Weaver | 2008.04.26 at 01:50 PM
Hey there from another Eagle River chick! Found your blog via ringsurf. I shall now peruse yo blog. After I shovel GLOP off the deck so the kiddos can play.
Posted by: RunninL8 | 2008.04.28 at 06:13 PM
uh-oh - - she's being held for ransom by her children! is she ever coming back?
Posted by: annejelynn | 2008.04.29 at 07:01 PM