Not only was there exciting weather that required covering and uncovering the giveaway books by the side of the road, but I was trying to write a story and the truck brakes went out. The fact that half of the blog readers are not reading on account of either they are staying with me or dropping by several times a day plus having no interweb here on island to comment probably adds to the poor quality of my postings. That and the parties. However, the party will be over soon, so expect all to resume. I got this punch list that keeps getting longer. . .
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Holy Moly, what a sky! Wish I were there too. xo
Hah! You just told me you were expecting yet another housefull of guests any day.
Every day a party chez toi.
Here are the titles of three of the 300 books I cleared out of MY attic today:
1)The Private Life of Helen of Troy
2)The Murderer's Companion
3 The Handbook of Life
Everything I need to know. In 738 pages or less.
At this point, The Companion to Life for me would be getting Menelaus or Paris to come take these iron beds away before I have to cart them to the dump and pay to leave them there.
I was so, like, counting on you to take them off my hands. Or porch, as it were.
But No! You are just too busy being a hostess.
Why are those lists called punch lists? Also, just bumped into Allie (Ali?) Chiu on the elevator. She looked fab. I need to get my teeth bleached.
Maybe because people punch the contractor if they aren't done?
cause you gotta have the energy it takes to punch something to do them!
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