What else inspires a post like the sounds of a Gumby movie in the background?
um, I don't know.
Oh gag I'm tired.
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Today The Suz wanted to have a dance party. I neglected the laundry as we, uh, raised the roof just as ladies like us tend to do. When Brenda joined in, the party morphed into a make-stuffed-animals-toot dance. I only laughed a little before adulting up.
Later, I was assigned to be the shark (stuffed animal) who was friends with the flamingo (another stuffed animal) who wanted to be friends with the giraffe (a real one). -Animals don't wear clothes so the laundry still sat. As friendships developed the conversations morphed into a dance party where Shark (still played by me) stole the show.
It wasn't long before there was a sudden emergency also known as WE HAVE NO COOKIES IN THE HOUSE! I retreated to the kitchen for some words-with-friends and netflix ...and baking.
And tonight, as Garret and I entertain ourselves in the wee hours of the morning with Gumby and blogging and peanut butter, I'm wondering why I don't have clean socks for tomorrow...
There you go.
John Lovitz says we don't need socks.
