I am going to do a little bragging here.
I rock.
I have a feeling of accomplishment that cannot be overstated.
Birds are singing.
So are angel choirs.
I didn't think it was possible.
Some days the impossible happens.
Some days karma just seems to smile.
Some days karma smiles while birds and angels sing.
Today is that day.
*bask in it*
*bask in it*
*bask in it*
I, Holly here at the Nirvana, successfully without breaking anything, without referring to any written material, without using any naughty words transformed Reid(4)'s Optimus Prime into the tow truck.
*bow*
Thank you. Thank you very much.
*bow*
Really, thank you. I know! I know!
*bow*
Seriously, people. Thank you!
*bow*
Thanks again.
*bow*
OK, I think I have milked this long enough (although, here at the Nirvana no dead horse goes UNbeaten).
*bow*
ENOUGH! It isn't like I put together a piece of IKEA furniture or anything...
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40 comments:
i could never figure those out, so props to you, my friend.
YOU!
TOTALLY!
ROCK!!!
SERIOUSLY!!
YOU
ARE
AMAZING!!!
I'm seriously impressed. Do you think you could come jump start my lawn mower?
Ikea furniture is a big reason Bossy could never get a Divorce.
Not sure what that means (I dont drive) but good for you.
Wow! That's quite a feat.
Although I'm more impressed that Bossy commented. That's HUGE.
geez, woman. Alltop, Bossy...will you remember us little bloggers?
I'm assuming it is akin to the satisfaction I once felt in assembling a Lego Indian Village. Although I'm not sure I accomplished it without cursing. Great job!
You are my hero. Completely. I suspected so before, but it was just confirmed upon reading this post.
My husband (note, NOT my child) is a Transformer obsessor. (it's sick. But I digress...)
He has several OP. SEVERAL, ranging in sizes. I tried, one time, to transform it and failed.
I am no longer allowed to touch any Autobots. At all.
I'm sorry dear. I think I need photographic proof of such a major accomplishment. ;)
erm... I tagged you for a six word memoir meme. I'm just fascinated as to what you would say. Between you and me? I was going to say:
Butterfly bandages rock my world everyday.
But I didn't think anyone would get it! ;)
Amen on the IKEA furniture - what's up with that? I like how the old toys of my past are now the new toys of the future.
Or something like that.
You may be the. coolest. mom. ever.
One question: Where was Reid(4)? Because I'm a pretty good assembler. It's just when 'help' arrives that everything hits the fan.
I hate that I love IKEA furniture. Because that lone little tool they sometimes supply you with to assemble it? Can suck it.
is this like assembling a gas grill?
Way to go!
Personally, I have slept easy at night since I learnt that you can transform those things by pulling off their limbs .
After a while it loosens them up too, so they stand all wobbly and drunken looking.
Sad, how I get my kicks ;-)
nothing is too insignificant to enjoy a good pat on my own back.
i hear ya.
You totally do rock. I'm still trying to figure out Darth Vader/Death Star. I literally had two mechanical engineers on it.
WoooHooo!
I'd have to hand that one over to Mr. Pinky.
Yay for you, mom!
WoooHooo!
I'd have to hand that one over to Mr. Pinky.
Yay for you, mom!
I am pretty sure I would never be able to do that.
You're a stronger woman than I am. I have taught my sons some interesting and very grownup phrases...
*giggle* Congrats!!! you should feel so proud!
I am amazed. Those things kick my arse.
(standing ovation from Arizona!)
stinkin' optimus prime, my brother was always making fun of my ineptitude at transforming the transformers. glad to know someone older than 12 can, because i still can't.
I bow before your majesty for I know that I would be unable to master such a feat. You are wondrous.
You deserve some sort of initials after your name for that one, and not the physical therapist ones you already have. Seriously.
KEEP BELIEVING
next challenge -- Lego Star Wars Slave One -- Then we'll talk...
OK, I can put together IKEA furniture, but I can't do that!
Can you see me doing a "Standing O?" Oh you can't? That's because I'm not. Did you really think I was gonna get up off the sofa?
Still proud of you though. Way to Go Momma!
Amazing!
Now, what is an Optimus Prime?
YOU da woMAN!
You deserve a medal for putting that thing together. I? Have given up trying. Maybe you can offer a tutorial? ;)
If I knew what they were, then I would be EVEN more impressed. But, my head is spinning from all that Nirvana bowing to thundering cheers from the commenters. Congrats !!!
Very funny! You have a great way with dialogue!
So what the heck did you put together, anyway?
holy cow, woman! how in the heck did you manage that!
i am not worthy....
I used to feel the same way when my son first started putting Bionicles together. But now that he is 5 1/2 he can do them all by himself! Yippee!
That's true happiness right there.
I am so bowing at your feet. That's amazing.
Can I be cool like you Holly?
Holly... You are now officially "My Hero"
hehehe xxx Kim
My husband (the Transformers freak) would find you quite irrisistable! Isn't it amazing the *stuff* you have to learn while raising a boy?
You truly are AWESOME.
This post makes me love you a little more.
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