I dunno. Maybe it's just me, but when I tell someone a half dozen times not to drop by my house unannounced ANYMORE, I'm not sure why that's so hard to understand. Maybe I need to clarify certain things. For instance, when I open my front door that doesn't mean I'm inviting you in. It means I'm expecting Publishers Clearing House with a big fat check. You are not a welcome consolation prize.
If you try to open the storm door and I pull it shut, that means I don't want you to come in. Maybe on the planet you came from it means, "come in and help yourself to my best Cabernet." I can understand your confusion. You should know, however, that the Make My Day Law says that if you do it again, I'm allowed to stick my foot so far up your butt, I'll be flossing your teeth with my toenails. O.K., fine. That's not exactly what the law says, but trust me, you don't want my foot near your mouth OR your tush. And neither do I.
I'm making good progress on Tilly's sweater, in spite of it all. The first sleeve is about half finished. It should be completed tonight, if I don't end up in jail for aggravated flossing.
Have a fabulous week!
What rude people! expecting to come in when not invited!!ReplyDelete
(I'll visit you if you end up in jail for aggravated flossing, lol. I'll bring the scones!)
Yikes! Sounds painful (on both ends). :)ReplyDelete
did someone have visitors bearing religious pamphlets today???? LOL It wasn't the cabernet they were after.ReplyDelete
Our new neighbors have a mastiff puppy. I told them that they could come and check out the gardens, but PLEASE do not bring "Rocco". We will be replacing the screen door. I feel your pain, sista!
we are the same. but since I have no friends there are very few drop ins.ReplyDelete