It seems my brother, who is dead, wants me to go shopping. Seriously. I got an email from him this morning. It must have been him, right? It had his first and last name in the ‘from’ spot. It had both my first & last names in the ‘to’ spot. (Never mind that the email address this was sent to doesn’t even have my last name attached to it. )
Or maybe it was my grandfather. Yeah, that might have been it. He has the same name as my brother and maybe he wants me to get going on buying his great grandchildren some Christmas gifts.
They must have wireless up there, eh?
I hate when that happens. I know they are just sending out emails with random names and once in a while they hit it right.
Maybe they think you should go shopping for yourself and buy something great!
Linus had her T’Giving play today and a luncheon afterwards. For the second time, I saw the mother of one of her classmates. She looks JUST like you. It’s uncanny. I kept trying to come up with scenarios that I could take her picture without it being awkward. I could never get Linus to just happen to be near her though, and I thought it might be a teeny tiny bit odd if I asked her to pose with Linus for a picture.
She really looks so much like you though. Are you sure you don’t have a long lost sister in the deep South?
Monk, I do not understand this post. Maybe it’s the strain of trying to stay warm, but WTH? Are you really getting callings from above? Elaborate, please! And how does Lanny know what you look like; you never let yourself be photographed!
Kim, seriously, you don’t see the picture of her on the top right corner of the home screen? It’s right there, and she’s smiling pretty. Go back and look.
Just kidding…she posted a pic a few months ago.
Okay, Kim, just for you, I put in a picture. I did black out the long, Italian last names. It is spam email. Yet, it is supposedly from my brother. And in spite of what Lanny says about the image on my monkling.com home page, there actually is a photo of me somewhere on my blog. It’s with a giant cucumber. Don’t ask me to find it. I’m too lazy. And how in the heck do you know I hate getting my picture taken? I don’t recall ever saying that.
I remember that pic…my gosh, how could I forget that thing??!!? Also just curious, what is on your brother’s shopping list? I mean, don’t they have everything they want up there.