The lawyers have the signed non-disclosure agreements. The chauffeur is prepared to pick them up at the airport and blindfold them before driving them here. The photo rules (no visible address, no readable dogs’ tags, and no unphotoshopped Becky) have been negotiated and agreed to.
The Compounders will put forth a burst of effort to unpack the rest of the boxes and hang the art on the walls. And when all of that is done, mid-week next week, we will celebrate the arrival of these two clowns. Oh, David, don’t be afraid. I don’t mean clowns LITERALLY. Just two people who need to be rescued from gray skies and snow-covered landscapes, and who’ll be rescuing me from a hard start to a new year.
Can’t wait!!
WHAT?! You’re letting those two in your house???!!!
SO FRIGGIN’ JEALOUS!!!
Can’t wait to see all the pics of you crazy kids having fun. (Without ME!)
Actually, that’s not a bad title for my memoirs.
Without Me: The David Puterbaugh story.
Wait, stop making me tell jokes! I’m jealous, do you hear me? JELL – US!!!
Be sure to save up all your jokes for May, David. They’re all too good to waste on just us.
I know a former flyer who probably would have liked to use Ann Rule’s title: The Stranger Beside Me.
Speaking of fliers, I’m on my way to LaGuardia now. What time can you pick me up?
You haven’t completed the proper paperwork. And MY LIFE IS STILL IN BOXES.
Email me the paper work and I’ll finish it on the plane. I’m a light sleeper so if I could have a room away from the street that would be great. And I’ll need someone to help with the bags. How’s Tom’s back these days?
Tom’s back is great! And I agree that you should have only the best because that’s what you’re used to with your world travelin’ ways. Here’s a number for you: 866-292-7100
(If that’s too contemporary and not posh enough for you, I have others.)
You know me so well. 😉
I believe you would do it, too, David.
hahahahahahaha!!!
It took me a little bit, but I finally ‘got’ that one!
HA HA!
I want to hear the David remix of the rap version
What?! Dash and I are seething in jealousy.
But you have the same weather as us! You can’t fool me. It is NOT snowing in NOLA.
Parades were cancelled today Becky, cancelled because of weather. There is no happiness in New Orleans.
Of course this does lend itself to one of my favorite songs
AS THE SNOW FLIES….
There’s a song that Manfred Mann sings called ‘Stranded in Iowa’ that always plays on the radios when the winter weather is bad here.
None of you can complain about the weather, Y’hear? (Didja see that? I attempted Texas verbiage. I probably failed, but I tried).
Today, it took me forty five minutes to make the fifteen minute walk from the bus stop to my house, because everything is glazed with ice. Slide left foot forward, pinwheel arms, slide right foot forward, repeat…
What’s that? I can’t hear you!!
(But I would like to see some pictures of your walk home.) 😉
You Becky, are about to be ghettoed.
Knowing my (lack of) photoshopping abilities, Becky, are you sure about the last photo rule?
Enh, just stick a picture of Kim Basinger where I should be.
How’s this? (Besides being too big of a picture)
HA HA HA HA Perfect.
(I can’t wait until Mark sees that.)
hahahahaha
Hmm.. you don’t need photoshopping skills, you just need a friend with those skills….might I mention that I have skills. Err, and I can use Photoshop, too!
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We’ve already alerted the appropriate authorities about the arrival of these two troublemakers. The city is battening down the hatches and calling in reinforcements. We, however, are simply preparing party hats and giving Sugar a bath.
Now, see, I HAD party hats and Lynne made me purge them before the Great Home Renovation of ’07. I’ve needed them THREE times since then. Hmph.
No worries. I believe we have hats and leis, and…maybe? Hooters! No…wait…no one is named Josie. Strike the hats and hooters.
I will let Lindsay strike your hooters if your hooters need struck!
(gene ducks and runs and hides behind Becky)
SEE??!! Another reason to look forward to Houston weather! It’s been too cold to give the girls a bath for a long time now. (Not that they really mind, of course. Phoebe’s just sad that she can’t go swimming in the river.)
That is fantastic!!!!!! I can’t believe those two. They kept it a secret so well.
I just know everyone will have the best time.
Lucky dogs, literally, too. Everyone gets to see each other.
Jealousy, hell, I am thrilled for you all!
Thank you. The Compound isn’t Thailand, but unless some weather aberration occurs, it also isn’t snow covered.
Thank goodness for that. I am so happy they both have such a great place to go to. I guess maybe I am a bit jealous. So many people I care about together–but I can’t stop smiling, knowing how awesome it will be for everyone, including you. And you need some happiness all around you. You deserve it.
I am sure a good time will be had by all. I am not jealous because I have been an honorary Compounder several times already.
Heidi Klum voice: “You’re in.”
Keep an eye on that, though–he looks a little shifty to me.
Or it could just be rude powdered sugar comments I am thinking of….
hopefully our weather will even out and we will lose this friggin rain. it is suppose to drop down to 35 degrees tonight!
Down to 35? I’m confused…
heh, it was mid 60’s today, somewhere right at 50 right now, and forecasted to be 35 by morning
Compound bound!
Becky, I’m so very glad I get to spend time with you and Timothy again. I really look forward to meeting your husband, and meeting Rhonda and Lindsey, and meeting all those fantastic dogs that I’ve been admiring, all this time.
You’re so cool, to say this visit will rescue you from the rough times– makes me feel good. : )