Friday, July 10, 2009

P.O.P.

I had to mail my company lap top back to Detroit today because it has finally crapped the bed on me. I had a roll of bubble wrap on my desk for this very purpose, when Step Child discovered it and - like the complete kids we really are - started popping a piece. It was like a little bit of ecstacy on a Friday after noon, if you couldn't tell from the facial expressions.

I was laughing so hard I could hardly hold the camera steady! And this was shortly before Nate told us to leave early, and the throwing of the various balls we have around the office began. We broke a picture on the wall, almost broke the coffee pot, but the windows remain in tact!

So far...



Running Up That Hill by Placebo

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