Tomorrow my home will be invaded by about 2000 boxes of cookies (we’re dropping the other thousand off at girls’ homes). I could kick one of the children out of a bedroom for the next three weeks. I could put them on the table and floor in the kitchen area but then I would have a 2-year-old and a puppy eating the cookies. They could go in our bedroom but the wood stove would melt them. I think I’ll put a bunch in the back of the station wagon and turn my car into a cookie mobile. I could go wherever the traffic jams are and sell them out the car window. Maybe I should drive through construction areas at lunch time like a food vendor. Hmmm. . .
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Is there any chance to raise a daughter in Knoxville and not have to go through that? Is there any hope for me? Please?????
You can get rid of ours this weekend. Your parents are coming here so you can send ours by way of them if you would like.