Tuesday, September 27, 2005

letter to my neighbors

First, I'm really sorry...

Second, contrary to what you may believe, I do NOT now have a pet baby elephant.

The elephant I do not have is not suffering from extreme intestinal disorder.

I promise to keep my windows closed as much as possible.

(My son started trumpet lessons today.)

4 comments:

Shamus O'Drunkahan said...

Be sure and tell your son that women love trumpet players. True, the sax players get all the credit, but we have better lip control.

TMI? Sorry...

Carly said...

Oh geez, just what I need, more girls chasing after him.

PS: yeah, TMI...

katsmeow said...

Girls like boys with strong lips, Carly...if he's a knock out too...you'll be having plenty sleepless mom nights...LOL!

Sarah said...

The trumpet is much better than if he were just starting the violin. I've heard it. It makes you want to kill someone-mostly yourself.

P.S. Trumpet players are cool. When I was in marching band the trumpet players were the cutest. Well, I mean besides the drummers obviously. Drummers are awesome.

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