Let's check in with how the trip preparations are coming along, shall we?
"Holiday Road," by Linsey Buckingham ("Vacation" theme song in case your pop culture memory fails you) downloaded on iPod. Check.
New shoes sans Jingle teeth marks for wedding outfit purchased. Check.
Pedicure to go with new shoes sans Jingle teeth marks. Check.
And that's basically it. I've got a lot of work to do before Sunday. But I keep getting distracted with other stuff that's way more fun than packing diapers. Like, decorating my blog like a junior high school locker. Look at the cool side bar...And arguing online with people. Someone actually said this, "I don't want to put words in Tracey's mouth..." No one has ever put words in my mouth because there is not enough room with my own in there. And then I wasted about 45 minutes this morning looking for the Intern's traffic ticket receipt. Through the trash. Turns out it was with the pizza menus. In the pizza menu drawer. And then I spent a long time contemplating why I have a whole drawer dedicated to pizza menus.
But in between all of that nonsense, I managed to get the baby's check up, write a column, pay bills and pick up Jingle shrapnel. I'll do better tomorrow. I swear.
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WHAT TRAFFIC TICKET???
This is the second (that I know of) run in the intern has had with the police. Who is watching him?
Did I say traffic ticket? I meant "special award" from the police for being such a responsible boy. I think he was teaching orphans how to dance. Really, really fast.
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