<--- The worst is over now....

<---peruse peruse peruse perus peruse...
<---perusal perusal perusal perusal perusal...
<---issue tissue issue tissue issue tissue issue tissue...
<---shop drop shop drop shop drop shop drop shop drop...
<---drivel snivel drivel snivel drivel snivel drivel snivel...
<---confusion smusion confusion smusion confusion smusion...
<---guess who's home:p :7
 
<---thinks Shelley had a great idea
<---hands Robin a stack of yearbooks and tells her to get busy typing names
 
<---asks, oh boy, is it dump all the work on Robin day?
<---interjects, Robin, get in the "extra room", clean it out and make it a suitable office for <---'s DH
 
<---is replying to self
<---let's everyone know 8 yo DS has announced that 11 yo DS is just a "poop head"
<---11 yo screamed back "well you're just a fool"
<---8 yo yells "Mom, Lee is a pest"
<---and on and on and on and on
<---says mom just smiles and will intervene if blood or broken bones are noted
 
<---says sis is confusing <---with BF and DS
<---can only read BF as boy friend and has urge to call sis's DH en route to Germany:+
 
<--- tells DS (that's dear sis) that confusion is good for the brain
<--- says you know, it's like muscle confusion with WO's
<--- says seriously! When you do familiar things in an unfamiliar way, you actually increase your brain function.
<--- is just trying to help DS develop her brain:eek: :p
<--- says keep those synapses firing!

Michele
 
<---loves the frypan smiley
<---wonders how Shelley's day is going
<---wonders how Shelley's coworkers' day is going
<---wonders if the bacteria in the darkroom gobbled up Robin
<---wonders if the computer and yearbooks engulfed Shannon
<---wonders if the universe will continue on the current path or will the invasion of the smilies alter the natural existence of life as we know it putting into motion a force that is unforeseeably....
 
<--is popping in during lunch
<--is getting ready to go out with Michele and her BF for dinner tonite
<--is wondering where we are going?
<--has a fantasy of sitting outside at a cafe with all of you ladies like the ladies in SATC, swappin girl talk
<--loves girl talk
<--leaves her fantasy behind and goes back to the drudgery of the workday
-Nancy
 
<---is climbing out of computer, which actually did engulf <---
<---admires Melody's serenity in the face of a gaggle of yelling kids
<---wouldn't mind joinin' ya'll fer supper t'night, but <--- gotta go to the store
<---slipped into hick-talk there. Sorry.
<---meant to say, I'd love to join you for dinner at some cozy little cafe, but I have to go grocery shopping
 
<---waves to Shannon's head protruding from computer screen
<---says WOW that's cool
<---informs (<---knows you're hanging on for this) everyone the yelling kids have gone outside to "practice their stunts"
<---feels a trip to the ER could be in <---'s near future
<---is serenely sipping <---'s afternnon decaf vanilla chai tea and pondering which is the quickest route to ER
 
<---tells Melody to just call 911 and keep them on the line until you're ready to go
<---just typed in a guy's name from the 1976 yearbook, and his last name is Lomax... Hmmmm.
 
<---OMG, will name <---'s next son (haha) Lomax
<---doesn't know which is funnier naming the next son Lomax or saying the words next son
<---comes back to say, definitely saying the words "next son" is funnier
 
<---thinks Melody needs a daughter
<---feels sorry for Melody's daughter-to-come, because she'll have three older brothers
 
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