44 bushels of oranges on the trees! 44 bushels of oranges! Take one down, pass it around, and you still have 44 bushels of oranges! 2003-04-07 - 6:27 p.m.
Great. So Manager Girl comes up to me this afternoon and says, "So Sarah, do you have any thongs?" Apparently someone told her and then she told all the store staff at the staff meeting. So yes, now the entire store knows. :-P
*PLEASE, FOR THE SAKE OF POOR LITTLE SHOE SCHMUCKS EVERYWHERE, EVERYONE TELL YOUR GRANDMOTHERS TO CALL THEM FLIP-FLOPS. OKAY? OR SANDALS. NOT THONGS. FLIP-FLOPS. THANK YOU.*
Anyway, I think Mother Nature has PMS or something. This weather is ridiculous.
Hmmm. I really have nothing to say. I think the world owes me a hug. That is all. Off to read or practice flute or just maybe commune with my inner orange, whilst I dream of a land where the air is warm and the sky is blue and the oranges grow on trees and the happy little orange people pick the oranges off of the trees and keep them in their rooms and juggle with them.