Ironically, the morning I hurt myself we were scheduled to drive up and help my Favorite Husband's parents move from one apartment to another. That is why I was trying to cram a weekend's worth of laundry into two hours, which is why the well went dry and the pump lost its prime and overheated and blew its pipe just when Mojo shut it off and it all went boom and the green grass grew all around all around and the green grass grew all around.

Ironically, the morning I hurt myself we were scheduled to drive up and help my Favorite Husband's parents move from one apartment to another. That is why I was trying to cram a weekend's worth of laundry into two hours, which is why the well went dry and the pump lost its prime and overheated and blew its pipe just when Mojo shut it off and it all went boom and the green grass grew all around all around and the green grass grew all around.

Wow.

Unlike when I first offered this for sale some time ago, NOWADAYS if you were to Google the phrase "Flying Cow Pile" you would get something. Granted, it's only my blog, sporting the original item description, along with a few phrases from other sites that do not mean what *I* mean by "Flying Cow Pile", but at least it's SOMETHING.

Envelopes! Lots 'n' Lots of Envelopes!