Robin7
August 6th, 2007, 03:01 PM
I found this on the Princess board. I am a notorious overpacker so I thought I'd share. I think it's pretty funny.
Robin
Packing: Women vs. Men
She stared at her luggage and cried in dismay,
‘I’ve seven days to cruise, to eat and to play!
I need daytime clothes and nighttime clothes,
Warm weather clothes and cool weather clothes.
I’ll need swimsuit and parka, just in case I might need it,
The airline has a weight limit and I may just exceed it.
‘I have just the perfect shoes for this outfit and that,
With wraps that will match, and how about a hat?
I need jewelry and make-up and a hairpiece or two,
Where I’ll put all this stuff I haven’t a clue.
Bangles and beads and sparkle and glitter,
I’ll fit it in somehow, ‘cause I’m not a quitter.’
I watched the scene from our bedroom door,
Unable to enter with all the bags on the floor.
‘My darling,’ I asked, as I shook my head,
‘How will you carry this suitcase of lead?’
She said not a word but gave me a look,
And I fled to the den to hide with my book.
I don’t understand! For me, packing’s easy!
I wear the same thing, warm weather or breezy.
A comb and a razor, two changes of clothes,
My job is done and I’m ready to go.
Why she brings so much I can’t quite recall,
All I know is that I’ll be carrying it all.
By Jennifer Walker
Robin
Packing: Women vs. Men
She stared at her luggage and cried in dismay,
‘I’ve seven days to cruise, to eat and to play!
I need daytime clothes and nighttime clothes,
Warm weather clothes and cool weather clothes.
I’ll need swimsuit and parka, just in case I might need it,
The airline has a weight limit and I may just exceed it.
‘I have just the perfect shoes for this outfit and that,
With wraps that will match, and how about a hat?
I need jewelry and make-up and a hairpiece or two,
Where I’ll put all this stuff I haven’t a clue.
Bangles and beads and sparkle and glitter,
I’ll fit it in somehow, ‘cause I’m not a quitter.’
I watched the scene from our bedroom door,
Unable to enter with all the bags on the floor.
‘My darling,’ I asked, as I shook my head,
‘How will you carry this suitcase of lead?’
She said not a word but gave me a look,
And I fled to the den to hide with my book.
I don’t understand! For me, packing’s easy!
I wear the same thing, warm weather or breezy.
A comb and a razor, two changes of clothes,
My job is done and I’m ready to go.
Why she brings so much I can’t quite recall,
All I know is that I’ll be carrying it all.
By Jennifer Walker