Blowing My Skirt Up on The Atlantic with a Guy Named Earl
Dear Hurricane Earl,
I am beach bound.
My bags are packed.
We are ready to go.
I am wearing a pencil skirt.
As much as I would like to say that a mighty wind blew my skirt up on the great Atlantic just typing that made me giggle alas, I do not wish it to be by a seaman named Earl.
Who named this one?
If you don't mind I'd really prefer that you turn around and leave us alone. Whatever the case, I'll be hunkered down on the shore with my sturdy monster hurricane-proof umbrella with accompanying male servant while you languish in the tropics and make up your mind.
Your friend and fellow fickle brain,
Mimi Pencil Skirt
P.S. You have lousy timing.
10 comments:
Maybe hurricanes need holiday vacations at the beach, too?
Just sayin' ... !
Stay safe down there!
Is that your umbrella and lounge chair? I love the colors!
Stay safe Mimi and don't get in Earl's path.
Wherever you are going I hope Hurricane Earl misses you! x
I'm going to Buckingham Palace this weekend. ;)
Go have fun...screw Earl...well not literally...
Hang on tight or you may end up on my island :)
From what I'm hearing, Earl is becoming tamed. Enjoy the beach!
Mother Nature apparently listens when our Queen makes a request, because Earl now seems to be nothing more than a silly storm. I hope you have a wonderful long weekend!
But if you're wearing a pencil skirt, then it WON'T blow up, Mimi. You'll just get a slight draft, but the skirt won't billow. ;)
And the adventure continues!
maybe i am too paranoid, but hearing about all the people who are just going to stick around and see what happened.. WOW. That would not have been me!!!
Glad the potential for desaster ebbed and you are all safe (if just a little damp).
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