When you can vacuum the paint off your walls, you know you have a Situation. However, we tend to roll so fast, (even when the wheels don't go) that remedying this Situation by painting our house is not likely to happen any time soon...or ever.
I've decided to call this particular formation the Loch Ness Monster...unless someone comes up with a better name.
And speaking of spots, I fail to understand why baby spit up washes out of every garment fairly easily, with the prominent and visible exception of the chador namoz. I guess you haven't really lived until you've gone head banging and chest bashing down the street on Muharram with a spit-up covered chador namoz.
If I'd gotten my way and Zadok was Hussain then I'd be yelling the same thing everyone else is, but for slightly different reasons.
Emily, its always a joy to read your posts! The usually make me laugh and smile:) Sounds like a good name to me!
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There is nothing like the way you describe things!! I'm assuming the head was Zadok's and the chest yours. Were you in a vehicle, motorcycle or on foot? More detail, please!!
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Emily, you make me laugh. Andrew said that the font you use looks as Arabic as English can get.
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