Thursday, June 15, 2006
Saving the World, One Panty at a Time
There is so much rushing to and fro required of parents during the final week of Kindergarten, so much errand-running, crafting, planning, driving, cutting of fruit, collecting of money for parties and teacher's gifts, and whatnot that my entire family is completely out of clean underwear. This is something I must attend to immediately, as I believe it is one of the handful of situations—burnt garlic bread, improper use of liquid eyeliner, and the mispronunciation of the word "aesthetician" being some of the others—that signifies the coming of the Apocolypse.
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*glances up from end-of-third-grade events*
Teacher's gift? ACK! I forgot to pick up a teacher's gift!
Thanks for the reminder, Ver
Note to self: Also pick up clean underwear...
Look alive there, Mama Bec! Look alive!
You're very welcome; I blog to serve...
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