You, mere mortals, may look at my kitchen table and see only a mess.
It’s okay. Not everyone has “the gift.”
Because the message I read in the chips; however, is so important I’m going to share it with you today.
You don’t wanna mess with the force of the chip.
November 3rd, 2008 at 10:38 pm
I’m confused if I should eat it or frame it. Either way, I’m off to the poll in 9 hours!
November 3rd, 2008 at 10:38 pm
omg, I think I also say the Virgin Mary in those taters….
November 3rd, 2008 at 10:59 pm
both Bryan and I think this is awesome.
November 4th, 2008 at 6:55 am
the dyslexic in me only sees “ETOV”
the pig in me sees lunch!
The big day is finally here…
Great post psychic Mamma
November 4th, 2008 at 12:23 pm
I have obeyed the chip!
November 4th, 2008 at 12:43 pm
Ohmigosh, my house, it’s not utter and complete chaos and squalor, it’s a *message* — love this. Now I just need an oracle to read my dirty laundry tea leaves.
November 4th, 2008 at 12:49 pm
You are TOO funny!! LOVE LOVE LOVE it!!!
November 4th, 2008 at 1:53 pm
This post gave me anxiety.
Do you see how greasy the table is? Can I come over and scrub it with/for you?
And must we eat potato chips?
November 4th, 2008 at 6:37 pm
Hilarious! Love it.