In an admirable attempt to clean the basement I am having a yard sale tomorrow. What is for sale: Lots of candles that used to reside in crappy apartments, mismatched kitchen ware, George Foreman grill, clothes in much smaller sizes than big mama can fit into these days, some furniture, and my dignity.Not for sale: 1. anything that has ever belonged to Joel or been touched by Joel or even breathed on by Joel, ever. 2. the Baby.
I hope to make enough money to get a pedicure. The dogs are startin' to look Grandpa Welch yucky.
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Yeah ... I pretty much have to hide my toenails under coats of polish. Eeeiiwww...
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