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Saturday, August 07, 2010

Leaving on a jet plane!

That’s not true. I’m leaving on a ship. A great, big floating mall type thing. I will have to buy myself something purdy while I’m there. Provided that I don’t take another motion sickness pill and spend yet another trip enveloped in unconsciousness, that is. That option is more wallet friendly but somewhat less entertaining. Note to self: buy large waterdispenser for Pooch's travel cage so that she can make believe she's a huge hamster.

So the next time you see me, I will be living in the land of danishes, lego and the little mermaid statue. And with a boy, at that. Oh my. If my kindergarden self could see me now, she’d hit me over the head with a plastic showel. Then my kindergarden self and my microbiologist self could have an argument about cooties.

I'm digressing again, aren't I? Now if you'll all excuse me, I have my I'm-going-to-be-an-immigrant-party to get set up for.

Here, have a song:




7 comments:

secret agent woman said...

Have a fantastic trip!

Jazz said...

OK, so how's life so far in the land of big dogs and pastries that are probably not Danish at all so why the hell do we call them that and you know in French they're not called Danish, they're called Viennese... Go figure...

Thomas said...

In Danish they're called Viennese...

Susie said...

Have fun on your magical journey to a new life!

Ian Lidster said...

Well,I call them Danishes and I'll continue to do so. Added to which, French Fries are actually Belgian. Anyway, I envy your trip and may it all go brilliantly.

Princess Pointful said...

Ohhh yes!
I've lived with my guy for a few years now, but this is the first time we moved somewhere together. And I have like 62 times more stuff than he does. Not because I'm a hoarder, but just because I have a) paintings, b) placemats, c) candles, d) things to put on dressers to make them look pretty, e) picture frames and f) baking supplies. Oh, and cushions.

Jocelyn said...

Did you really tote the plants across the water? If so, that's some serious devotion. May you give Mr. Chooch as much care!