She's doing the butt-wiggle she's so kindly stolen from me. She's got an orange slice in her cheek-pouch (I didn't know this until looking at the picture), and she's standing in the middle of one of our continual chaos spots in the house. The laundry is in the washer with the next loads ready to go, there are the clean dishes in the rack on the counter, and the contents of our DRAWER in that white tub because we're packing, there's that damn recycling bin that's nearly empty (only as of yesterday, because I thought it had thrown up on the left side of my kitchen), and the stove is out of the picture (thank GOD)----but it's just NeVeR not being used it seems, so aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. I showed you. Now it's out.
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