I can't find my keys.... but I found my phone and there were 8 messages and one of them was my mom saying she was shutting the chickens in and that was about 8:30 pm...that'll do....I still have her dog, we're even.
Did you know the pool guy was here today? yeah, he said for at least an hour or more....where was I? wierd. Maybe that's when I thought I was napping besides being awoken every 10 minutes with information every mom should know when she is trying to nap...Mommy, I pooped my pants, Mommy, my butterfly broke, mommy, I don't want to watch Smurfs, Mommy, Trooper cat is trying to make babies with mama cat (he's fixed...so good luck with that buddy.)...and on and on....mommy this....mommy that....
So where ARE my keys???
I graduated highschool at 110 lbs. but I'm short too....5'2. I was picked for Pep assemblies when there were relays having to do with pushing somone across the gym floor on a broom....dressing someone in a football uniform....and other events where they were sure my shortness and littleness might come in handy.