Wednesday, September 9, 2009

And Then There Were Four

This is what happens when you have one too many glasses of wine and THEN decide that it's a fabulous idea to re-arrange the furniture. Well, at least this is what happens to ME when I drink one too many glasses of wine and come up with one of my so-called brilliant ideas. It ALL makes sense now that my idol growing up was Inspector Gadget. That bastard never hurt himself... no matter how many self-destructing messages Chief Quimby gave him.

2 comments:

nic said...

Just think, at least your feet will never be as terrifying as Curt's. (we still joke about the time he put them on shelly's dashboard and you went ballistic, hehe)

TKSbyKelly said...

hahaha, he should have known better! shelly was a goddess :-)

p.s. hope you're feeling better lovey!