Taken without permission i.e. "stolen"
Yes, I wrote stolen. I meant stolen. Not the pastry with raisins and fruits, but taken without permission to use for my own purposes, in this case, to share a giggle. Listen, rather read:
"Look, I only shaved half my face." Sure enough, Tyler -- ever the trend-setter -- has started growing a beard only on the left side of his face. The right side is completely clean-shaven. "Wow," I replied, "That is blogworthy, especially if you let it grow." "Yes," Tyler agreed, "And to think it all started when I broke my mirror in half."
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Oh lucky me. I am going to help assemble 175 14" pizzas tonight.
And like last year, I am in charge of the cheese; the measuring-out of the cheese, to be more precise. Also, in this case the cheese does not stand alone; There will be four other cheese-heads available, actually more than that, but not all of them will be handling the cheese, which is too bad as it is so much fun, I can't even put it into words. The cutting open of the huge bags, the filling and piling up of containers - five per pizza, the spillage, the sitting on my walker for several hours, the wearing of a hairnet, the looking stupid in a hairnet, the being cold and wishing I was wearing three more layers, the smiling for random pictures in the face of all that. Are we having fun yet?
Why, yes. Yes we are.
Because it takes less energy to have fun than you might think.
Good Night, TTYL and Be Well
Oh lucky me. I am going to help assemble 175 14" pizzas tonight.
And like last year, I am in charge of the cheese; the measuring-out of the cheese, to be more precise. Also, in this case the cheese does not stand alone; There will be four other cheese-heads available, actually more than that, but not all of them will be handling the cheese, which is too bad as it is so much fun, I can't even put it into words. The cutting open of the huge bags, the filling and piling up of containers - five per pizza, the spillage, the sitting on my walker for several hours, the wearing of a hairnet, the looking stupid in a hairnet, the being cold and wishing I was wearing three more layers, the smiling for random pictures in the face of all that. Are we having fun yet?
Why, yes. Yes we are.
Because it takes less energy to have fun than you might think.
Good Night, TTYL and Be Well
And here I was worried about carefully dividing my schloss cheese I received for Christmas to make it last . ...
ReplyDeleteDoes not shaving ones legs count?
Seriously...someone NEEDS to be in charge of the "cheese".
ReplyDelete(I can't quit laughing)
Linda D. in Seattle
Hi Webster,
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog and I don't mind that you "stole" my little interview with Tyler one bit ... feel free to "steal" anytime you like (or does that make it less fun?). You should get a load of the character who came by "7th and Montana" today ... gives new meaning to the word "Tree Hugger..."
Best,
Marty
No. Sorry K., but No, no, and no. Legs don't count. One doesn't need a mirror to shave one's legs.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, dear Brain, quality control is muy importante. And being in charge of the CHEESE can mean so very many things, can't it?
Thanks for the permission Marty, though it does, indeed, make it less "fun." I rather like being a bad girl, sometimes. But not so bad that I didn't leave a trail.