There have been very few moments in my life where I've cried tears of joy. Most of them have happened in the past year or so. These moments include:
- when Li'l Mil was born;
- when I got my new Mustang;
- when I got my new ginormous bazoombas;
And finally, this momentous occasion:
I literally sobbed tears of joy last night when the Phillies finally won the World Series. Now if only the Eagles could get in on a little championship action, I could die a happy woman with an adorable nephew, a sweet Mustang, and ginormous bazoombas.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
You Can Be Joyus, You Cannot Be a Jackass
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It's only a matter of time. Apparently this year...is your year. :) By the way, we all enjoy your nephew, your car, and your bazoombas...but only the best of us appreciate the city of Brotherly Love too. :)
Amen to the happiness sista!
Li'l Mil just asked me, "What are ginormous bazoombas? And can I have some?"
I said no, but told him that his generous Aunt Bone Junior with the ginormous bazoombas would love to purchase him a nice, shiny Mustang when he's old enough to drive.
:)
I knew you'd cry. But at least you could cry tears on your bazoombas this year.
what more could a girl ask for?
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