I Am Not Even Kidding
Just now, my husband was taking out the trash and I heard him walk to the door with it and then turn around and walk back.
"Can you explain?" he asked.
I looked up to see...
(Y'all, I am SO NOT KIDDING)
that the bag of trash he was holding was BLINKING.
You realize what this means, don't you?
Even my freaking TRASH has blinking lights.
But my Christmas Tree? I'd say about two-thirds of it is not blinking at all.
(The trash bag had a discarded child's toothbrush in it--you know the kind that blink for 90 seconds to signal how long to brush?)
"Can you explain?" he asked.
I looked up to see...
(Y'all, I am SO NOT KIDDING)
that the bag of trash he was holding was BLINKING.
You realize what this means, don't you?
Even my freaking TRASH has blinking lights.
But my Christmas Tree? I'd say about two-thirds of it is not blinking at all.
(The trash bag had a discarded child's toothbrush in it--you know the kind that blink for 90 seconds to signal how long to brush?)
Comments
(Give Janie a hug for me and tell her to get better!)
Come to think of it, maybe the intermittent blinking of your tree is a MESSAGE. You are receiving special correspondence.
You are so cool.
But pretty funny...
(PS - if you start thinking the trash really is sending you messages, or if the tree starts talking to you, call me. I'll put a bed on hold on the unit for you.)