She said ....
MG: it's an intense and heavy load
me: it's what i asked for
MG: yes, so there needs to be shifting
11:10 AM you can't put 8 tons on an old donkey
you've got to make sure what's under the load can handle it
foundation man!
11:11 AM
me: are you calling me an old donkey?
MG: LOL no!
me: I think you are
MG: you're the donkey's OWNER
me: I think you are calling me an old donkey
MG: and you're putting more weight on him than he can take
11:12 AM and all that weight is GOOD STUFF but i think you need to buy another donkey to share the load.
And then she sent me a visual aid. So APPARENTLY, this is me. Because I'm an old donkey:
AND NOW YOU KNOW.
And then she sent me a visual aid. So APPARENTLY, this is me. Because I'm an old donkey:
AND NOW YOU KNOW.
You actually are a donkey. But I looooooooove petting you and putting ribbons in your mane and stuff.
ReplyDeleteAww I know the feeling. Sometimes the load is too much. *hugs*
ReplyDeletelol :) At least donkeys are pretty cute.
ReplyDeleteLOL, screw the donkey, get a mule!
ReplyDeleteCute post, but seriously, I totally understand the metaphor, no matter who the donkey is. I overload myself all the time, and lately, my writing has been the thing I sacrifice. I'm not proud of that fact, but at least my friends are happy about it.
LOL! I'm dying right now! And I feel so... exposed. Maybe I need work on my metaphors. I'm glad Tere gets it. AND YOU ARE NOT THE DONKEY! And you need a whole team of draft horses at this point in the game, girlfriend! *kisses* *hugs* *cash*
ReplyDeleteHahaha!!! So funny!! But if you are any old donkey, that makes me......
ReplyDeleteI don't want to think about it!
I wish this was Facebook so I could like Saundra's comment. Where do I send the green ribbons for St. Patty's Day? (Also, you totally need to share the load. I stand by my default suggestion: Manny. Or becoming Sister Wives. Whatever works for you.)
ReplyDeleteSee, what I love is that I was all stressed out, and then I got called an OLD DONKEY, and all the stress just disappeared.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it was because Saundra was playing with my hair.
But I think it was because when you all laugh with me, the load floats right up to the sky.
(((HUGS)))
Hahahaha! You know she's a good friend if she can call you an old donkey. Maybe she's right--not that you're and old donkey, but that you could use some help? Or a day at the spa anyway. Hope things ease up for you a bit.
ReplyDeleteThere are so very many ass jokes to be made here, and I am exercising SO MUCH SELF-RESTRAINT.
ReplyDeleteI laughed SO HARD.
ReplyDeleteAnd made my hubby read it.
He. Did. Not. Get. It.
Or maybe he thinks *I'm* an old donkey too, and therefore the humor was lost on him ...