Saturday, July 27, 2013

Too Pooped To Pop

Hello, Dear Ones.
Yep. I'm too pooped to pop!
That means I'm tired.

 I need to clean the house but I'm too tired.
I need to clean out the fridge but I'm too tired.
I need to think of something to post about but I'm too tired.
 I found this cute amber glass pitcher a few months ago and needed to get some flowers to go in it. 
But I didn't because I'm just too tired.
I poked down these two yard birds by the pitcher because I was just too tired to be creative.

Do you ever just get so tired that you're too pooped to pop?
I do have an excuse. We've been out having fun in our little RV, Kiki!
It's tiring to have so much fun! :)

I'll get my rest and I'll get my creative juices back, I just know it.
Until then I'll just be too pooped to pop!

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Too Pooped to Pop

Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen  
He goes to all the dances and they call him cha-cha King 
He cha-cha's when the band is playin' rock and roll  
He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold
Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul 
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do this stroll  
And every time his feet get to go in one way  
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray
Chicks told Casey, you better move man 
This is only a one night stand Casey wasn't in time but he was dancin' awhile 
Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style
Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul  
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do this stroll  
And every time his feet get to go in one way 
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray
Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul  
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do this stroll  
And every time his feet get to go in one way  
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray
Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo  
This might have been fine back in '22  
Now, I'm gonna give you fellows just a little tip 
If you wanna keep your girl you'll better get hip
Or, you'll be too pooped to pop, too old a soul  
You hips are gettin' weaker when you'll try to do the stroll  
And every time your feet gettin' to go in one way  
Here comes a new dance you'll be left to stray
~ sung by Chuck Berry