I just found out that Ken has to work all weekend and now the in-laws aren't coming to visit. I am not a worthy person to visit on my own. (I wouldn't visit just me, either, so I can't blame them for opting out on this trip.) Like I told Papa, I can't get no love.
Once I realized that I didn't have to scour down the house in a mad rush for 8 hours to prepare for their imminent visit, I decided I'd paint my fingernails. (Nail Polish remover does NOT remove oil-based deck stain, by the way.) After applying my top coat to my best paint job ever, I realized that my only lighter was stuck in my back pocket of my way-too-tight-because-I'm-getting-fat jeans. What's a girl to do?
Of course I smudged half of my nails retrieving the lighter, so what the heck, I might as well go type on the computer, wet nails and all. It's not like typing is going to make them look any worse...
4 comments:
Our Poooor little girl.
Nothin but trouble. (No pun intended.)
One thing about in-laws. They can opt out.
Family.
We are stuck.
Love you too.
Mom
maybe you should just quit.
smoking that is.
Mom, you've been opting out all year! ;P
June, my momma didn't raise no quitter!
I just got the visual!
-Kells
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