So Tara’s been warming up the chair she’ll eventually be pushing Uncle Brad around in…
Thankfully (since the discovery of the carbon monoxide poisoning), it doesn’t appear that she’ll have to burden that responsibility before she can drive…but I thought Uncle Brad might like to see his eventual wheels. Heh.
 | Lauren on Time… (hanging head in shame) This year I completely abandoned any organizational system for bills, receipts and papers. When tax time ... |
 | Peggy on Quisp. In my house. HA! That is hilarious! |
 | Brad on Time… In classic Dad fashion, I keep all my pay stubs and receipts for each year in a shoe box. ... |
| Peggy on Time… AHHHHHH!!!!! You said the 't' word. |
 | Kristi on Time… Oh, that's painful. We mailed in our quarterly estimates last week. That hurt, too. |
HAHAHA! I’m glad no student is in my room so they aren’t seeing me laugh hysterically!
Actually, I’m hoping that “spine replacement surgery” will exist by the time I need another procedure. Maybe I could have a bionic back! “We can rebuild him. We have the technology.”
As long as Tara uses this picture as a reference down the road, Brad should be happy as a lark … surrounded by plants … big TV … a chair where he can put his feet up … shiny metal hinges … what more could you possibly want? (except maybe XXXXbox)
I think her expression is great – helpless and annoyed, just like future Uncle Brad.