The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom tuition dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Clear away the boxes
And the laundry
Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Clear away the boxes
And the laundry
'Til there's none!
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A-way!
Tomorrow's our big day -- MOVING DAY! The Turkey is busily packing and organizing. I help from time to time (more like giving direction) and then I quietly exit and leave him to his stuff for a while. I usually come back with folded laundry or a cold beverage so he'll think I'm the coolest mom ever. Evah!
Tomorrow at this time I will be in this house by myself. Unless he wants me to take him out to dinner or something. ;-)
2 comments:
So, did you get dinner? And then did you run through the empty house whooping at the top of your lungs wearing nothing but a mad smile and a tiara?
No dinner. I left campus around 3:30pm just as it was starting to rain. As for the rest, let's just say the tiara didn't make the party. :-)
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