Tuesday, September 2, 2014

It Feels like Monday

I know that it's not. It's Tuesday.

But there is that "Monday" feel to the day, as if anything can happen.


9 comments:

jenny said...

May the framework of your day remain steadfast and sturdy, and oversized derrieres not crush you.

WoFat said...

As long as she doesn't sit on the dog's lap, all is well.

LL said...

Jenny - The framework is creaking and groaning today. The little dog's eyes are even more bugged out and he's shaking more noticeably than usual.

WoFat - You never know. The woman will be fine...

jenny said...

Oh my. Then you have two choices:
1) Run away FAST.
2) Put on your yippie voice and give a nice snarl and snap a the most oppressive and threatening derriere. That'll get 'em up off the collapsing contraption!

LL said...

Lashed to the chair. Unless you can chew through chain or "do a coyote" and chew your leg off, there is no running.

Snarling and ankle biting is an option and I'll be doing that later today.

jenny said...

Be fierce!

LL said...

One of the guys that I'm meeting with told another guy that he needed two shots of Scotch before he met with me (because I'm viking fierce).

I'm simply tired of BS.

jenny said...

LOL. Wow. Strike fear!
Vikings don't deal with BS.

Brighid said...

Yah Viking! Keep'm on their toes.

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