10.18.2009

no time to say hello, goodbye!

rarrr. In winnipeg. tired. phil is lost. The machine that captures basement moisture is SUPER loud. I have to un-uhaul my life tomorrow. Aunty Joe called 4 times, and left 4 messages between 10 and 1 today. Nobody answers the phone in my house.

I'll fix this.
bye.
"these cookies look like saggy ball sacks"- anonymous.
no full connection yet.
"Hey Glenn, did babes dig your car in high school".... "your license plate should read BABES"... :) haha.... Glenn wouldn't let me drive his car because I couldn't recite the shifting movements off the top of my head. Is that a real test?
If my house was surrounded by midwest ski hills.... I wouldn't be mad.
oh...that's the ski jump from Mount Zion. Mount Zion. cool name.
We made 2 batches of cookies. Both came out possessed. devil oven.
amateurs.

This is for Jessica :)
Gracie loves me now!
"I can't force a pretty smile"
black and white function. talent. SKI jumping is coo coo.
another close up of Glenn's face
so excited for Alice in Wonderland to come out.
where the wild things are. I cried.
Tosh.0 speaks the truth. However, I would never qualify myself as a photographer....
This is where people come to sight their riffles. sight. wow.
the dentist?
I smash bones but glenn likes to analyze them.
Is that a chocolate skating rink? orrrr Momma Marvin's Birthday cake?
greezy hair.

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