Me: "What day is today? Thursday?"
RX: "Yes, Tamara, this is Thursday. But only until noon, and then it's last Tuesday."
Me: "Hey, I'm still a little disoriented from my vacation. You know, 'If this is Tuesday, then I must be in Amarillo.'"
RX: "No, you're not an armadillo. What kind of vacation was this? 'And if it's Wednesday, I'm a stoat!'"
Me: "This is going on the internet..."
Nice to be home is it?
ReplyDeleteI remember the "If this is Tuesday, this must be Belgium" movie. I think we watched it in 10th grade German class. Might have been 11th grade.
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She is messin' wif yo hed.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite comic strips ever featured a fish in a bowl siting quietly for two panels, then observing, "I keep thinking it's Tuesday." Story of my life, that.
ReplyDeleteI think you both need more sleep...
ReplyDeleteShow me the way to Armadillo.
ReplyDeleteCalvin, meet Hobbes?
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