Whaddaya call something (i.e. these latter snow-bound days) that’s predictably unpredictable, monotonously chaotic, and boringly busy?
And oh! The bickering! Last night was the kids’ Christmas program, and there was almost an all-out dromedary brawl in our section of the camel herd. (In BoyOne’s defense, those camel noses are eminently tweakable.)
Back to the blizzard of paper snowflake-making…
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Life?
Round here (at my job) we call it End of Month. THere's another name that we call it, but I won't put it here. ;)
I like the thought of a dromedary brawl. Probably because it wasn't my kid. :D
I can't find a one-word summary, but I'll offer up two: Scooping Dung. This is especially true when our proverbial fans are operational.
*snort* [said the camel.]
The camel said "Humph."
Hee hee!
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