Which is why I've been so tired.
It takes less energy to putter than for power un-packing.
Could also be why I prefer mini-golf to the tall kind.
I thought of that this morning.
That I putter.
I decided that I'm also a patter, (especially if you're wounded or sick) a petter, (not unklike a patter) and a potter.
I didn't think "pitter" fit the bill, but upon reflection, I believe I might be.
I have a history with cherries and peaches. It counts.
There's also the whole "pitter-patter" of my little feet thing...
So, after due consideration, I have concluded that I am indeed a patter, petter, pitter, potter and putter. er.
Let's leave it at that, shall we.
This made me smile. Thanks.ReplyDelete
Most of those words would sound interesting if they started with 's' too !ReplyDelete
Cute, just like you.ReplyDelete
You are funny.ReplyDelete
I had a dream about you and PR last night. Don't remember it all, but I woke up wanting a hug from both of you!!!