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…
YOU da woMAN!
Amazing!
Now, what is an Optimus Prime?
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!
OK, I can put together IKEA furniture, but I can’t do that!
next challenge — Lego Star Wars Slave One — Then we’ll talk…
You deserve some sort of initials after your name for that one, and not the physical therapist ones you already have. Seriously.
KEEP BELIEVING
I bow before your majesty for I know that I would be unable to master such a feat. You are wondrous.
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 am amazed. Those things kick my arse.
(standing ovation from Arizona!)
*giggle* Congrats!!! you should feel so proud!