Monday, January 14, 2013

The Switch Off

Mr. Rosenberg and I switched closets tonight. Now he has the small one in Bob's room and I have the tiny bit less small one in our room. Part of the trade-off is that Daisy has chosen our bedroom closet (my new closet) as the place to set up her bed. This means my clothes will soon take on the Daisy scent. You will now know me by my distinct aroma of coffee, Chanel No. 5, and Fritos. Enjoy.


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  1. I've always thought you smelled great.

    Then again, I've always loved Fritos so, you know, I'm pretty excited about this development.

    XOXO

    A.

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  2. Question: where does Bob's stuff go? How will you resolve this issue in a few years when he figures out that its "his" closet???

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  3. Why do dogs smell like Fritos? Jethro's paw pads smell like Fritos. Unfortunately, his ass smells like bad tuna.

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    1. The Frito-y/popcorn thing isn't bad. However, that tuna situation sounds rough. xo

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  4. Dogs on couches staring out windows. Nuff said.

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  5. And ye shall know them by the trail of corn chips

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