M-O-V-I-N-G? I mock you.
You do not scare me.
Mountains of craporola - bring it.
Disorganized chaos - I scorn.
Uncertainity and stress and a fuzzy, murky future - BIG. FAT. WHOOPEE CUSHION.
I'm do-raggin' it and I ate two delectable chocolate chip cookies for lunch.
Bring. It. On.
'Scuse me while I go kick some movin' trash. Boo-ya.
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31 comments:
Good luck!! You can do it!
I hope the boxes will let you touch them after that? Powerful.
If I were M-o-v-i-n-g I would be scared.
You're braver than I am. Moving is enough to give me a panic attack. I hope to never do it again.
KNOCK ON WOOD.
Look at you! You are so intimidating with your game face and your fightin' words.
I still don't think it's fair, though, for anyone to have such lovely eyes that take up a quarter of their face.
Kinda like that do-rag look!
You still have 4 months, right? or did I miss something while I was gone?
Bring it on!!! I say throw it all away...or in your case...leave your door unlocked while you're out one day and let the theives have it all!
You are an amazing example. And I need to copy you very soon. But not quite yet.
You can be quite intimidating when you want to be.
There's nothing like a little blogging community support to get you pumped up. Go to it. Good luck. And what in the world is CFSS essay? Just because I'm snoopy like that?
Gina took my comment.
If I were M.O.V.I.N.G. I'd get out of your way fo' sho'.
R. U. Tuff Enuf?? You know it!
You have such a great outlook! I am so glad we are done moving for now... as long as we don't lose the house anyway!
It's quite disgusting how beautiful you are in a doo-rag and a game face. Go kick some box booty!!
You are one tough cookie! Could you head on over here later this afternoon and kick some moving booty over here??
We will...we will...rock it!!!
Let me hear you sing it!
We will...we will...rock it!!!
You are so going to kick this moves trash. Boo-ya indeed!
you do mean business when you put the do rag on!
I love your hilarity.
Your game face makes me want to fly to Brazil and help you. Woe betide anything that gets in your way!
You go, girl. Although...the idea of moving is why I keep refusing to go house hunting with my husband. I guess I'm playing armchair quarterback on this one.
You know, if murky-future fails you, you could always try high school subbing. Since intense facial expressions are a mandatory part of the job, you'd be a natural.
Moving chaos? YOU SCOFF AT MOVING CHAOS....YOU OWN MOVING CHAOS...IT'S YOUR BIATCH!
You are so hot. DUDE! Those boxes will pack themselves if you promise them a kiss!
HAH! I love this! Your game face is equal parts adorable and intimidating. I would NOT want to be those piles of craporola.
Thanks for the shout-out on your blog! That was AWFULLY awesome of you - and it made me sit up straight and grin and clap my hands.
GOOD LUCK MOVING (though you are in trouble for choosing AZ instead of MY home diggins. I mean, I applied to be your couple friend and everything)!
Man, I wish I could pull off the word "boo-ya." I don't think I'm edgy enough...
Hey, is that the same face you use when your kids are misbehaving? Cuz it's a good one!
Oh, and good luck with the moving.
Very funny! go for it.
I'm weird, but I HATE and LOVE moving at the same time----the moving out is hell, but I kind of like moving in---you get to clean and re-organize again.
Good luck!
You're HILARIOUS...and you totally make my day! Good Luck kickin' trash!
One box at a time and GOOD LUCK WITH THAT !
Can I just say, you're awesome?! Seriously, you need to make t-shirts...they'd say something like "Team Misplaced America" on the front, and the back would be all sassy-ish, for instance "We like to move it, move it," or "Movin' you out, one box at a time." I'd buy one. ;) Good luck!
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