When our lovely, perfect little girl was born, my husband held her and
cooed affectionately, "She looks just like a little Ghoulie!" Ghoulies,
apparently, is a B (or perhaps C?) movie from the mid-80's. I know this now
because he made me watch it with him, just to prove his point. There I sat,
bored to death by the same tired haunted mansion story, when onto the screen
pops -- my newborn?! No, a "Ghoulie"! But man, what a resemblance.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
a bit of irony
There is nothing like starting your rainy, busy morning, after a sleep-deprived night, by squatting in your living room to scoop up dog poop with a smiley faced grocery bag that reads, "Have a nice day!"
1 comment:
Now thats funny! Sorry you had to start your day like that.
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