Sometimes I wish I would just shut up. I don't know what it is about me--it's like my brain goes on pause while my mouth keeps moving...well, more like my brain goes on pause and my fingers keep typing. I get word vomit and then after I realize what I've said/typed I get really embarrassed and can't believe I did it yet again! I'm thinking of giving up communication of any kind full-stop.
I just got off the phone with my dearest childhood friend. She's a deaf education teacher and is married to a Swahili Tribesman she met while she was volunteering & building a deaf school in Kenya. Yeah. I know. Makes ya feel a little lame, huh?
While Hans was visiting last weekend she bought some of those Dansk Danish butter cookies....I love, love, love them. I'm trying VERY hard not to eat the entire tin by myself. It's a battle. It's a battle I think I'm going to lose. Help me, friends. Help me.
I'm kinda over all the jewelry/diamond commercials that seem to be everywhere on the tv. Here's a thought. Why don't you buy your significant other something that didn't cost a little African boy his arms or annihilate an entire village overnight. Just a thought.
Ok. I gotta go. Talladega Nights is on and I'm missing it, but more importantly, it's been at least 3 minutes since I ate a butter cookie....I gotta go....why they gotta be so good....ya crazy dutch bastards....
3 comments:
A) Just eat the cookies. End the torture and let the buttery joy begin.
B) Buy Canadian diamonds! There's no blood on those babies, just a bit of snow.
I LOVE Dansk cookies. I swear, if we were to air-drop those suckers during a war, everybody on the ground would be so busy chomping on them we'd be able to take over the world.
Did I say that I LOVE those cookies???
Crazy?
Dutch?
Bastard?
EVT? WHAT?!
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