If you had been there, you might have heard:
"I can do anything! As long as there's enough caffeine."
"This thing is leaking. Seriously, my butt's all wet."
Me: "Did Mike just say he always ropes up his girlfriends?" Mr. E: "That's what I heard...."
"I love this! It's always harder in the dark..."
"It feels like the mountain is moving." "No, that's only if you're Mohammed."
"Time for your spankin', young lady."
Note: For context on the above, see Comments on "Happy Birthday to me."
posted by eclectic @ 9:13 AM
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7 Comments:
Very exciting . . . where are the photos?
I only understood this because I read all the comments in the previous post. But, without explanation, those are priceless.
Susie: Sorry, forgot the camera. :( Did I mention we left the house at 1:00 to make it the the trailhead by 2:30? That's a.m. I was pretty bummed not to have it, though.
Squirl: Heh! *sly smile*
mmm...i would wish you a happy birthday, but the glenfiddich makes it a moot point. i actually have a bottle of the stuff sittin in my kitchen. but i can't drink it. we have a tradition that when one of us has a kid, a friend buys a nice bottle of liquor that can't be opened until the kid turns 18. the glenfiddich will be corked until 2020.
Brando: OK, childhood's great and all, but can't you give her miracle grow or something? 2020?? That's some iron will right there, folks. Glenfiddich in your kitchen and you can't touch it. I already opened mine, so head on over and I'll hook you up.
Gee, makes me wish I was there!
Sierrabella: You would have been soooo very welcome! I'm sure that quick wit of yours would have only added to the melee. Next time you're in WA state, stop by!
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