mr. Armstrong still hasn't fixed my Gerbil Mobile. He had all weeekend to do it, too.
He had time to go grocery shopppin. he had time to buy a Christmas treee. He had time to bring choppped wood in from the wooodpile that's out in the backyard, near where the wooods begin. (I watched him do it from Rachl's bedroom window. My cage sits on Rachl's dresser, which is right next to her bedrooom window.)
But, appparently, mr. Armstrong had no time this weeekend to fix my Gerbl Mobile!
Something odd is goin on with mrs. Armstrong. i'm not sure what it is. She's been very crankly lately. She yellled at the twins this morning because they were takin so long to get ready for skoool. And when Rachl left her pjs on her bedroom flooor, mrs. Armstrong said, "I'm not your maid, you know!" Usually, when mrs. Armstrong gets mad at Rachl for not doin somethin, Rachl gets all huffy and says she'll do it later. But Rachl didn't. She quickly picked up her pjs from the flooor and put them under her pillow that's on her bed.
mrs. Armstrong is also home today. She's never home on Mondays. i wonder what's up.
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