What went down, had to come up! And the deed is done.
Worked like a bloomin' dog yesterday pulling up the last of the JUNK from D's room and then raped, pillaged and left for dead Gabriel's room which is now thriving as the New MacMurchy Guest Room. Fabulous! I even pulled a bed outta there to make room for the queen that is coming from downstairs. The Reverse Gravity is complete! Everything that went down the basement has now come back up. Probably equivalent to 5 trailor fulls when the dust settles.
I will not say which of the children had the greatest accumulation ~ code for JUNK! But here is the wee-est bit of a hint: Her husband is flying through the air demonstrating gravity. Let's just say all the kids owe the mom a one-way ticket to Tahiti. Thank you very much
My counsel to young families ~ KEEP THE CAMP CRAP TO A DULL ROAR! Now I'm very sorry to talk that way among the chilluns, but really!!! I need to see my Pastor of Pain chiro so he can jerk me around. My back and neck feel like I was pillaged and left for dead! hahahahhaahaaaa
Always a Good Time tho ~ care
P.S. To my own chilluns: The superfluous stuff your future kids just have to have ~ Just Say No!!!! Trust me...Even Danny Beth's coveted pink rodeo hat did not survive
the Far-Flung Fling! Anything without a pulse, to the curb! Whhooppppppeeeeeee
