A Private Note to Perla
Hi Perla - you just left a few comments on my blog but I don't know your email or blog address so I wanted to respond here. First of all, thanks for your kind comments and I'm flattered that you've wasted a bunch of your life reading about mine. It's been a TOUGH week and I was just about to go to bed in a heap of defeat but your sincere, sweet comments are going to send me to bed with a smile instead of a scowl.
Sometimes the hardest thing about life is that it doesn't kill you. Keep your fingers crossed that my kids stop puking on me tomorrow and I just might live to blog another day. For everyone else out there, play along with Spike and send in a few more great YouTube links. We need all the laughs we can get over here and my stuffed animals are starting to pile up in the corner. I'd love to send one out to Spike's winner. Of course there is the 40% of you (according to my Gallup approved poll) that detests my creations - I'll be happy to send a Precious Moments doll out to the winner if they fall in that category.
Let's do this Jerry Springer style and end with a trite thought...
Don't think of it as puke, think of it as a chance to relive the past.
Sometimes the hardest thing about life is that it doesn't kill you. Keep your fingers crossed that my kids stop puking on me tomorrow and I just might live to blog another day. For everyone else out there, play along with Spike and send in a few more great YouTube links. We need all the laughs we can get over here and my stuffed animals are starting to pile up in the corner. I'd love to send one out to Spike's winner. Of course there is the 40% of you (according to my Gallup approved poll) that detests my creations - I'll be happy to send a Precious Moments doll out to the winner if they fall in that category.Let's do this Jerry Springer style and end with a trite thought...
Don't think of it as puke, think of it as a chance to relive the past.
***10 minutes later update***
Wow. I feel like a whiner. I just said a heartfelt bedtime prayer and God helped me remember how blessed I am to have these little puking twerps. I know. I don't understand how that works either, but I feel much better. Bring on the yak. Perla, you're my girl!
Wow. I feel like a whiner. I just said a heartfelt bedtime prayer and God helped me remember how blessed I am to have these little puking twerps. I know. I don't understand how that works either, but I feel much better. Bring on the yak. Perla, you're my girl!
Comments
I wonder if my credit card company would understand not getting paid if I sent them a picture of the animal I ordered instead of making a payment? :D
I think your stuffed animals are the coolest.
I think I clicked on something that shows you my e-mail address. Maybe.
As to my true identity...I'm suddenly finding that I've never had a hidden identity before and it feels kind of neat-o!
If you ask that sister of yours that has 6 kids and is married to my brother then she will tell you who Perla is :)
SUPER PERLA!
<3
This is going to sound corny, but Perla is just like all you guys. Thanks for hanging around my place. I feel bad when I'm not able to post stuff because the fact that all of you are coming is really overwhelmingly awesome to me.