On Keeping it Zipped
I have news. Serious and important news. News I desperately want to share, but I can’t….YET. It is literally eating me up inside. I’m giddy with excitement and want to scream from the mountain tops, but alas, I can not…..YET. But I will. And when I do, I may just pop, with the joy of it all.
We have some friends who also have amazing news that they can’t share, but one of them (and yes, db, I’m looking right at you) is having a HARD time with it. Granted he’s got to keep his mouth shut longer than the week and a half I have to — but still. I teased him before, because really, how hard is it to push it to the back of your mind and move one. Um, db, I humbly apolgize, because it is HAAARRRRDDDDD.
Ok, moving on to what I can talk about.
This morning Duke informs us that a girl at school “screamed” at him. Alright, so I asked the logical next question, “Were you in her face when she screamed at you?”
Prince looks at me like I’ve grown nine heads and I said, “What? It isn’t like I asked him if he ‘got up in her grill’.” Because apparently I’m not channeling street slang from Law & Order. Prince rolls his eyes at me, as I return the real matter at hand — drawing purple stars on my son’s banana, so he can take it to school.
In other random news, I’m getting my haircut today and a touch-up on the blonde. So, if tomorow I’m less than impressively bright, you’ll know that he left it on too long.
April 18th, 2007 at 9:36 am
Do we want to know why he must have purple stars? Will we someday be referring to him as The Toddler Formerly Known as Duke?
April 18th, 2007 at 2:03 pm
Purple stars? That’s the big news? What a disappointment. I’m really surprised you were able to sit on that one for so long
April 19th, 2007 at 10:45 am
I am such a gossip creature. I want to call up the Queen and demand that she tell me her news because…well, because she’s tantalized me with how amazing it is and I want to know. Does being clergy count in this? Probably not. Never mind.
April 19th, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Hmmm… she says she has to keep it secret for a week and a half. (sound of gears grinding) Maybe it has something to do with the cruise? Drat, now my twisted imagination is revving up its engines with all kinds of bizarre ideas.