Trollopalooza is over, and I am now left with the detritus of a fine trollopy weekend that included spa-time, a national park, alcohol, delicious food and better company. I took Michelle, Michael, Jeri and Anne's friend Jen to the airport this afternoon. Now I'm cleaning up and putting the Smart Man's music room back together, since it doubles as a second guest room in a pinch.
I already miss you guys. Would you consider moving to the greater Denver-Metro area as a favor to me? Just askin'...
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Thanks so much for doing that for us, Janiece!
Sad Anne is sad too. :(
No! Don't be sad! I'll make funny faces to cheer you up!
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Did I help? Did I help? I'm helping! Did I help?
Quit sucking up, Eric, they sacrifice men. They posted pictures. Poor Michael, poor poor Michael.
Jim, don't make me fly up there with my sacrificial stick.
Heh, like that's a threat. Can you imagine the trouble the two of us would get into? (We'll start by TPing Palin's house).
But, seriously, I don't see any pictures of Michael after the whole altar bit. I think he's gone the way of the Wicker Man. Well, at least Michelle will have that big insurance pay out... ;)
I'm pricing tickets to Anchorage as we speak. Hehe.
And obviously you don't follow my Minion Michael on Twitter, where he was complaining this morning that his vacation was over. So obviously being my Minion isn't that bad. Especially since it comes with an unlimited supply of freshly ground gourmet coffee and fine beer.
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