Monday, August 25, 2008

What we talk about when we talk about moving

Dustin: happy packing!
Me: oxymoron!

3 comments:

Joe said...

Alison, just keep singing the the tune from The Jeffersons as you pack:

Well we're movin on up
To the east side
To a dee-luxe apartment in the skyyyy
Movin on up
To the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie

(Note: I don't understand the next 2 lines)

Fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the grill
Took a whole lotta tryin'
Just to get up that hill
Now we're up in the big leagues
Gettin' our turn at bat
As long as we live
It's you and me baby
There ain't nothin wrong with that

Yeah we're movin on up
To the east side
To a dee-luxe apartment in the skyyyy
Movin on up
To the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie!

Don't you feel better now??

Brett Jones said...

I always wanted to befriend a girl named Louise so I could call her Weezy.

Toddrod said...

I used to know a girl named Louise, and I called her Weezy, much to her dismay. She always rolled her eyes when I said it.

Toddrod