On Friday Mr. P and I are packing it up and going on vacation. Yes, we will be sitting in the car, with my parents, for six whole hours! Can you feel my excitment? Hubba-hubba doesn't get to go because he has a "training" for "work" that he is "required" to attend. Probably a golf tournament or something.
Actually, they always take his side in a fight, so I'm not sure what the problem is.
But anyhoo, I am stoked because I got Mr. P a new suitcase. It was marked down to $29.99 from $80.00! Who says I don't know a deal when I see one? Nobody, baby, that's who. His old one was so tiny, it didn't even fit a weekend's worth of clothing. This one, this one will grow with him into old age, if it doesn't fall apart first. It's pretty big. The only drawback to it is that we are going to have to wait seven years before he can lug it around himself.
And, have you been to these fabulous blogs lately? If not, go to them, because they have more talent than I have in my pinky finger. Ok, well, maybe my pinky finger and my thumb, I'm not completely useless.
Drink the Kool-Aid that is Mrs. G! You'll feel fine, I promise!
In the mood for some Aussie sass? She's got it for ya!
The one and only Jenny!
And Sunshine, whose blog is like a three-ring circus, but without the elephant poop! There might be clowns, though.
Oh, and you know how they say you aren't "big" on the internet until you have a hater? Well, I gots me one, and I gots me one good. I feel like I'm banging my head against a brick wall.