• Jul. 2, 2008 - Momma Said There'd Be Days Like This
I enjoy putting together a jigsaw puzzle.
Especially one that has lots of smaller things within the larger picture so that it's easier to match up words, lines, colors, etc...
This one definitely fits the bill.
Did you just start humming You Ain't Nothin But a Hounddog?! Go ahead and admit it. Oh you weren't? Well you probably are now.
However I just ran into ONE little problem with the puzzle. I mean I conquered putting together all different pictures of Elvis' face. Some black and white, some color, some big, some small.
But then I just ran into this one teeny, tiny, eeensy weeensy, little problem . . .
ONE. MISSING. PIECE.
We looked all over the table. We looked under the table, in the box, on the floor, in the chairs, on and on and on. And I'm just thinking that I, my friends, am not just one french fry short of a happy meal or a few bricks shy of a load, apparently I actually am one piece shy of a thousand piece puzzle.
Poor Elvis.
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• Jul. 2, 2008 - Untitled Comment
That same thing happened to my compulsive husband. I won't even allow jigsaw puzzles in our home because he is so compulsive that he can get nothing done until he has finished the puzzle. A friend came to visit and thought it would be fun to bring a puzzle for everybody to work on together. When she left the puzzle was still not completed and my husband sat around several more evenings until he finished it. Well, all except that one piece!!
grace and peace,
julie