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The dog is barking out front. Damn it, I didn’t even know he had gotten out. I take a second and decide I better go see. I swing open the door, a little old lady is standing there, “Damn it Murphey, get inside!” He looks at me and runs off. Typical. I scream “I hope...
I’ve been a very, very, very good girl this year, and I know this may seem all greedy and all, considering I had a Restoration Hardware RIGHT here and I didn’t use it enough so it closed, AND I’m getting a Pottery Barn for my birthday, but I really, really, really would like an Ikea....
Dear Ikea,
It’s really in your best interest to listen to Erika on this one. After all it’s a win/win situation. You rub our backs by situating yourself as central as possible (like at the Tanger Outlet in Gonzales) and we’ll rub your back by giving you good business. Really, how could you not take us up on this offer? Erika could make you a very rich enterprise if you’d only give it a chance. Now would you please come home and stop playing these ridiculous charades?
Loving all things Ikea,
LBM
P.S- West Chester, Ohio has nothing on New Orleans, Louisiana. I’m very disappointed in you.
I’ve left two comments and neither have showed up- now watch they’ll pop up later and I’ll look like an idiot for repeating myself! I’ve been having issues with Blogger all morning and now this. Sheesh!
It was me not you. I have wordpress set to not let anyone new comment without my approval. I’m just snotty like that.
(PS I deleted your first comment, so no one will ever know but us. shhhhhh.)
Way to head Jeff off at the pass!
Upon watching BCS ranked #1 AND #2 fall last night: “Crap! I’ve got 17 hours to get things ready for a BCS selection party. Erika get some meat out of the freezer, I’ve got to get this house clean.”
Is it time is it time? AAAHHH! Thanks for the b-day wishes!
Sometimes I wonder if my brother really is a woman.
Recently, I was initiated into the tardy procedure at the cherub’s school. Unfortunately, we all had sugar hang overs, and that morning was a bit rough. (Rough, as in the whining, wailing, gnashing of teeth and can’t possible go to school today variety.) Soooo, evidently, you have to walk a tardy cherub, (or two), into...
Jeff has abandoned me to single parentdom again. But take heart, Jacob is here, so it evens out, right? Sorta? Okay the total opposite, but what ever. Anyway, the point being, I’m all alone on the sinking ship I call DRY Ink and I have to head out to nowhereville, LA tomorrow, before Jeff even...
If you find that grant, let me know. I could use some help around here too.
Um, yah. Ditto. Totally.
Oh man- that’s really sad. I’m not looking forward to old age. I really hope I ‘leave’ before I start forgetting stuff and all of my friends start dying off. That was so nice of you to take her home. Did you ever find Murphy?
BFBelle, you never fail to amaze me. You are an angel. You have this talent of hitting the simplest solution and helping people get there. You’re awesome. I totally cried when I read this. Now I have to go reapply my makeup, thanks a lot.
yeah, Murph is home, unfortunately, never really goes far.
Now THAT is hilarious!
Oh, man. That tugs at the heartstrings. I think you rock. I also think that I.do.not.want.to.get.old.
Ya done good. I hope the dog was yapping at your front door when you got back.