For safety's sake we'll say I live on 555 Brighthouse Road, for some reason 50% of my mail (mostly the good stuff) goes to a house 3 blocks away at 555 Clarion Street. WHY????? This has been going on for years! The woman that lives there and I have become very friendly and she calls me weekly to let me know how many pieces of mail she is holding for me. Mind you- I have only ever received one lousy piece of her junk mail. Another thing to keep in mind is that I have had at least 10 different mail carriers over the past few years. There are two things that I am fairly certain of concerning this rant, the first is that I think the woman at 555 Clarion is watching all of my Netflix movies because"oops, I thought it was my movie again and opened it!" and the second thing is that she thinks I am some kind of fabric freak and it frightens her a little. OK, the rant is over, I just needed to vent.
So, I got my oilcloth from Sew Mama Sew. Yay!!! I only had time to make this one lunch bag and Julia has claimed it for her own.
Speaking of Julia, just look at my little softball star yesterday-
suited up as catcher-
She did a good job and they won the game!
While we are on softball, let's move on to rant#2
"the mother that's on my last nerve"
This part of the post has been removed for a few reasons. The person it was written about has redeemed herself and if she read this it would hurt her feelings. 10/22/07
4 comments:
very, extremely BAD FORM!!!! I'd go say something (after you turn 50 you don't put up with that shit anymore!)
best post ever!EVER!!
fabric freak!
p.s congrats to julia!
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