Flagmeister sez.....It's time for my daily blob. Yeah, like I'll be doin' this every day. I had a chillin' thought. What if Darren could actually receive a TOY on his mission..... Yumpin' yiminy. I ran for the car. I drave. I ran into the unnamable (for security reasons) store. "Weren't you in here yesterday? And the day before," the guy asked. I knew he was out of the green ones, but I told him maybe I could make the blue one a "special one" for the unfortunate guy who randomly got it. He said he had two or three more -----------s on a different shelf. I ran. I sifted and sorted through all those many boxes. (Three.) Greenie greenie greenie! Yayeeayeeay. Yippy-i-o-ki-yay!
I have all but completely solved my problem of compulsive behaviors, but this would have tested me. I almost would have abandoned the project if I had been forced into one blue one. "Here, you can have yer 12 ----------s back."
I am still hopping that Darren can have his this year, but if he has to wait fourteen months, then..... TOUGH IT OUT, DARREN. My old fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Carter, always spelled hoping "hopping" on the blackboard. I reserve the right to say hopping because I LEARNED IT IN SCHOOL. Live with it.
Elfyerself was a great video. Ah lahked it. I hop Ken gets to see it. Barb says Ken was "cutest" or something like that. What??? All four of my kids are equally cute and cuter than anybody else's kids. Get it straight, world.
Wow. Blobbing seems to create an attitude. I hop you are all doing well..........Roger Flag-rabbit