Wednesday, July 13, 2005

I'm American I Need Stuff

I'm a complusive over-packer, it's a genetic thing I inherited from my mother. She just went up to NJ for a funeral and brought: one big suitcase and a larger soft side cooler that she used as another checked in bag. She brought like 5 different handbags with her...she was only gone a week. I'm not much better.

"At least your not as bad as your mother," Pete's mum says to me. "We needed two cars when both of you came over." Yes, we had 4 suitcases in the summer of 2000. One was full of...wait for it...chocolate. Apparently after her 3 weeks of nothing but Cadbury's in Ireland in about 1980, my mom decided she wouldn't get stuck again starving. So we brought a suitcase full of chocolate.

This time I'm trying to be better, but I know I'll end up with my 2 trusty suitcases. The black one, which I've secured together with duct tape, because it's falling apart. And the blue American Tourister, which weighs a ton before I fill it. Yes. I'm American I need stuff. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

2 comments:

Me, Myself and I said...

LOL! funny entry.I imagine you both carrying those big&heavy suitcases :P crazy!

Mel said...

Cool new layout!