work work work. pack pack pack. clean clean clean. blah blah blah. when our children's minister left, she didn't pack up her office. my intern, hereafter known as miss priss, and i are busy cleaning up that mess today. why anyone would buy rolls of st. patrick's tinsel is beyond me. needless to say, we've already filled up an entire 50 gallon garbage bag.
this clean up is worse than the time esteban and i cleaned my room in high school and found $47 in change under my bed, along with a dust bunny that might have eaten jimmy hoffa.
back to the salt mine. tomorrow, if we're done, i'll post up some stuff about the family reunion last weekend. all i can say is that 40 relatives plus a million hot dogs equals a good time.
mil besos--r
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