Long weekend here I come. I'm packed. The dog will be given valium shortly and I will be on the road. (I'm just kidding. It's not valium. It's gravol. And all the dogs are getting it!)
I have packed Spitz and licorice and trashy romance novels and crossword puzzles (I will have to explain my OCD when it comes to crosswords later)
Ha. I bet the American's wish they celebrated the Queen's birthday. Although, I still don't understand why her birthday is always a Monday!! *note: I'm kidding. I'm not stupid. Please don't comment with the historical reasons for why its a Monday holiday. I don't care**
Oh, and by "the Queen" I don't mean Maryanne.
Later people!
I wish the whole country celebrated my birthday. Well, the whole world did have lots of John Lennon memorial stuff, and radio people do refer to the day of my birthday as "The Day the Music Died." But I want a national holiday!
ReplyDeleteI'll miss you while you're gone, May-B. Who else will keep me entertained?
That's it: anonyboy, you're going to have to post frequently, to pick up the procrastination slack.