Just in case you ever REALLY need some scotch tape to hang a note on the door for DHL, but your lovely children have absconded with every roll of tape you own....
Just stick that printed, professional note to the clean glass door with blue modeling clay. Then wash your hands - a few times. The blue stains.
Off to wash the door...and buy more scotch tape.
I may or may not be running - but I'm always juggling! Let's see - three homeschooled children, four furry friends, eight feathered egg providers, a 1900's house of errors, a growing business, a best friend's Stage IV cancer and my own underdeveloped (yet no longer denied) dreams and ambitions... It's a crazy life... but it's MINE!
A very minor writer speaks...
- The Un-Runner
- Eastern Shore
- Aging, she realized, was another word for growing. And she was finally (at LAST), growing into the woman she always meant to be!
1 comment:
Man here the kids eat the tape I think?
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