Posted by karen_kay on June 17, 2007, at 10:35:47
In reply to Shopping » karen_kay, posted by Sigismund on June 16, 2007, at 1:39:22
oh my!
you need a shopping assistant. i need a typing/personal assistant.
are we going to do this thing or what?
enough said,
kk
(ok, you got me, i can't leave it at that, though i'm highly tempted to. my duckie learned to walk. he walks just like me. and we both have the bruises to prove it. he's got a nasty one on his forehead, and i'm left with this horrible guilt that runs through my head over and over again saying 'why can't you move quicker without falling? that bruise is YOUR fault. besides, he only walks on tiptoes because he sees you doign it. as well, you shoudln't be wearing heels all the time, that only adds to his confusion.' then, i get this contradiction in my head that says, 'well, he'll have unfrickinbelievable fashionsense!' the devil on my shoulder shows up yet again and says 'well you're wrong yet again, as your fashion sense is just a bit off and he's going to be the only one at the party wearing canary yellow pants when everyone else is shirtless!')
of course zeppelin, you're always welcome to change your mind about marrying me. i've change my mind several times and decided against marrying myself. but boy oh boy can that duckie run! it's a glorious thing to see him run on tip toes, but when he falls, he falls pretty damn hard, leaving him with a bruise and me with all these guilt issues. perhaps we'll attend mother/son therapy when he begins preschool? (and i still prefer demund, but it's your name :) you can call me anything but skank.. too bad hussy's taken, as i really like that one.)
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