Well my neighbors are a Pediatrician, An accountant, Dental hygenist, and another dayare provider. Clean cut neighbor hood and manicured lawns except mine, no time to mow too busy scrapping My Christmas layouts.
Let's see.... We have an auto glass guy, a school teacher, Bank VP, and that's all I know....
I'm not spoiled....... Just well taken care of!!!
As Dan turns to leave you realize Joan, your across the street neighbor and town gossip, is heading your way. You quickly start to think of any excuse to leave before she gets there so you can back to scrapping your vacation pictures you just picked up yesterday. "Yoohoo" she yells as she starts coming up the driveway. You can feel the panic rising in your stomache as you hear the phone ring. You holler to Joan that you will have to come by and see her later and run into the house to answer the phone.
Sanity is a disease ~ haven't caught it yet!
On the other end of the phone is... Kristin from ACOT! You've won, you've won, you've won the latest Superstar Challenge! This may be the high point of your life. One catch, though...
LOL! Awesome! Keep going! I can't wait to see the rest! Town gossip! ROFLMAO!
You have to pack an overnight bag and all your cropping stuff and get on a plane to Saginaw Michigan right away. Your cropping stuff is all ready to go and you say forget the clothes and leave in your bath robe. As you are loading your car Joan rushes over o see where you are going and you say "I have to get to Saginaw to see Stephen!" And you leave, then Joan goes and calls her dh who calls your dh and tells him that you just left him for some guy named Stephen. Your dh calls on your cell phone and says.....
"Honey, where are you going? Who is this Stephen? Who is going to feed the kids and do the laundry?!" You hurriedly brush him off, "I'm going to miss my plane, I took all the money in the cookie jar, so you're on your own until I get back. Don't forget little Johnny has soccer practice, and then you have to pick Heidi up from ballet class, Mrs. Grossman will take her there."
Click. You hang up the phone and pull into the airport parking lot. You squeeze your Escalade into a spot made for a Corolla, haul out your scrappy bags, and make a mad dash for the elevator, sliding on the soles of your bath slippers as the doors close behind you, your bathrobe just barely avoids getting caught in the door.Your husband promptly calls your mother. "Mom, I need you to take care of the kids for a few days. Your daughter has left me for another man, and I'm going to get her back. I'm off to Saginaw." As your husband hangs up the phone, he picks up his...
...gun, and heads out the door. (There has to be some drama in this story, right?) Still standing on her front porch, phone in hand, Joan watches your husband speed off, presumably to the airport. "Shocking!" she whispers to herself, and shakes her head in dismay.Meanwhile, at the airport, you are being detained by two airport security guards who want to ask you a few questions about the multitude of sharp objects in your carry-on bag. You try - in vain- to explain the function of your precious teflon coated, titanium scissors while avoiding the inquisitive stares of other airport patrons. You hear a charming female voice announce the final call for passengers on your flight, and...
Robin
you run, run like the wind, through the terminal, guards chasing behind you, your bathrobe flapping open - other patrons avert their eyes as you laid off your workout program a year ago to make more time for scrapping. A guard reaches out, almost out of breath, and grabs the end of your robe...
You are all too funny!!!!
Darcy
Life may not be the party we hoped for but while we're here, we should dance.
Life may not be the party we hoped for but while we're here, we should dance.
you whip around, holding the only scrapping tool you salvaged from your carry-on luggage - the new Doodlebug rubon tool. It's the only thing that stands between you and the guard who wants to strip you of your Superstar Crown. You jab at him once, twice - he jumps backwards, mistaking the tool for a knife. You take the opportunity of his surpirse and sprint to the gate, out onto the platform, and then jump down beneath the plane and into the cargo hold before anyone notices you with your catlike reflexes. The workers seal the luggage door, and there you sit, among the suitcases, boxes and strollers, all of which have tags stating they are on their way to...
(Previous post ends with:The workers seal the luggage door, and there you sit, among the suitcases, boxes and strollers, all of which have tags stating they are on their way to...)The Bahamas So there you sit, in the freezing cold cargo hold with luggage full of bathing suits, sun screen and a couple of
with two dogs in a cage. You cant believe your now on your way to the bahamas and without your camera!!!! Oh what to do and how to get back on track to ACOT. You hear a growl but its not from the cage its from you! You realize that you last ate this morning around 7 as you feverishly tried to get the kids out the door to school and finish that last LO. So you decide to....
start snooping through the bags to see if anyone packed any food... Unfortunately, the bags which weren't locked contain nothing but clothes and personal hygiene effects.. You notice there's a bag of something stored in the back of one of the dog carriers. The dog appears to be asleep so you stealthly make your way over, slip open the door and gently remove the bag. Thinking you could probably stave off hunger with a few doggie biscuits (heck, you ate 'em when you were young) you remove the tie clasp, open the bag and discover....
a parachute. Realizing this is your chance at escape, you go back to the suitcases with women's clothing and don some items which kind of fit - figuring on the drop you choose jeans and a t-shirt that will tuck in, as well as socks and tennis shoes. It takes 6 different bags, but you find everything you need. Quickly you change into your new gear and strap on the parachute. You shove the dog cages out of the way and wedge them into an area where they won't fall out of the plane when you evacuate.** Double-checking your chute, you move towards the emergency door in the cargo hold and yank it open. Trying not to look down, or concentrate too hard on the gusts of wind that now threaten to pull you downward, you count, three, two one, and jump...** No animals were injured in the making of this story.
A child molester, a former drug dealer, a Pentecostal gospel singer who beats his wife, and a single mother of two who has trouble making ends meet.
jumped out of the plane only to land..... in your own backyard! Where, not surprisingly, is Joan, the town gossip, looking through your kitchen window trying to get a peek of the winning layout submitted which won you the Superstar Challenge! As she's furiously scribbling notes on a pad....
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