I wonder what the five households surrounding our backyard thought when they heard that yelled repeatedly from my backyard yesterday. Yelled by a child. “CLEAN UP THE DAMN TOYS – I SAID CLEAN UP THE DAMN TOYS!!!!”
Only, the child in question (Allison) was referring to all the pool toys they used to try to build a dam across the pool. You know noodles, kickboards, etc. Just building a dam. When they were done, what where they left with? A damn mess. Or a dam mess. Full of damn toys. Or rather dam toys.
I wonder if our name is ever mentioned at the HOA meetings?
I love this. I don’t check your blog as much as I used to because you don’t post all of your little stories here much anymore. I do so miss them! Facebook is great for the little stuff, like how much you won playing games, etc., but you can’t go into as much detail as you do in your blog. I really miss your stories.
I love this. I don’t check your blog as much as I used to because you don’t post all of your little stories here much anymore. I do so miss them! Facebook is great for the little stuff, like how much you won playing games, etc., but you can’t go into as much detail as you do in your blog. I really miss your stories.