Peeple going to MI retreat!!!! Ack!!!!
I've been sick and last week I was staining wood oh joy. But I gettzing *$$$$$MONEY$$$$$* So ok... I can't breath. Mostly cuz I just finished screaming at the peeple going to the retreat. Did y'all hear me?
I haven't had time for sewing and I won't have time for another week or two... Crumbs... Mostly 'cuz we're camping and 'cuz we're going to IKEA tomorrow.
Yeterday I was sick, happy, hyper, and in a cleaning frenzy while listening to oldies... I asked Mom before I washed the kitchen floor... "Is it worth it? Won't it just get dirty again right away?" Mom replied "Why do you say that?" and then proceeded to drop a raw duck egg on the floor... My point was proven. Thus is the life of a Peach Slave. I felt like passing out around 7:30 p.m. quite the interesting feeling... I haven't experienced it since my run in with starvation at the "THE FEAST". Now Mom is worried that I'm emaciated or something. Oh well.
The bunnies are being cute as usual...
The birds... They're outside! Waiting...waiting... waiting... I must go to them! They are calling! In their screechy bird-like voices! "Aaaannnnannnn!!!!" "Aaaaannnnaaannnn!"
<exits pursued by crazy birds>