me, ever so helpfully, to my dear father at 11:30 pm in podunk eastern oregon town: "ok, i'll help navigate. you see that red light up ahead? drive towards it. and then, stop."
the original acceptable child, to everyone in our car: "ok ready, aaaaand... GOOOOOOO CUTENESS FACTORY! C'MON TRUCK, HONK HONK HONK!"
my brother, to me: "some things never change. like grandma's house."
me, to a neighbor: "and this is how i know that's my sister under all the bride stuff."
my dad, to me: "think you need all those shoe shelves?"
[30 minutes later] "nevermind."
NO ONE would have known if I hadn't have shown you.
ReplyDeletebuuuut, you did.
ReplyDeleteI'm still laughing at the picture of Lisa's green pants under the wedding dress.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm jealous of all your shoes. One day I will be a gazillionaire and be able to purchase all the shoes anyone could ever want.
when you're a gazillionaire, buy me all the shoes i want, too, ok?
ReplyDeletei try to keep my imelda marcos habit in check. basically, i have 30 pairs of shoes. i used to buy a new pair of shoes in each city or state or country visited. sort of a useful souvenir, i guess. and then i'd pick a pair to donate.