1.03.2009

I Wish I Knew

Where Are My Pants?

May our stress levels recede to the point where we *know* where our pants are, all the time, in 2009.

7 comments:

  1. Well, little miss cuteness looks like she is wearing hers. I don't know where the boy's are. He took them off. I hope I don't find them under his bed, they are generally really gross if he does that. Nice resolution for the year, I sure hope it comes true for you.

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  2. We never know where they are except for when they are deliberately hidden and then only they know where they are.

    You wouldn't believe the store of goodies I found stuffed behind the tumble drier!
    Cheers

    Ooo is that a widgety thingummy doodly buy the book button I spot there just under where I'm typing?

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  3. Aha it is just as I thought, send me the code when you have a free mo.
    Cheers

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  4. Where did you find that? I wonder what the person who wrote that was thinking!!!

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  5. just laughed so hard I thot I had eaten special brownies...when I lose mine? I wear a skirt...it's happened.

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  6. Fox was at Special Olympics today, caught his uniform khakis on a bleacher, tearing a hole in them.
    Fox cannot leave a tear alone. He arrived at home at 3PM, in jeans, his khakis missing one legs.

    This make three pairs this school year. When the Fox-proof kevlar pants with welded seams are on sale, y'all better get out of my way!

    (Anyone else ever think we could make a Wrecking Crew of our boys to test toys, bikes, pants, etc, and see what survives? We could make thousands telling companies their stuff just can't hack it.)

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