Wake up, Bamie!!
Hey, girls.
Ruth, it is BEAUTIFUL out there!
I woke up at 3 am a little chilly, turned over to DH's side of the bed, and discovered I was sleeping with a nine-year. I thought he was dead. He didn't have any blankets on, was lying flat and straight out on his stomach, and he was cold to the touch. I spent a frantic couple of minutes jiggling him until he moved. God, it's stressful being a parent. heh heh heh.
Artemis, we've missed you, hon! You know, I thought you'd "lost it" for a minute there with the "good evening" post.
Sleep well.
Your new place sounds absolutely beautiful.
Sluggo, we'll define our language if you'll explain how it is that you each have a gun in your glove compartments/purses/night stand tables.
(have I been watching too much Court TV online?)
Val, that's great news regarding the exercise!
You
almost (and I stress "almost") become addicted to it.
It's like your body/brain is craving it.
Mine can't remember what it is at present, so I don't have that problem.
Kissy, I almost started a thread wishing you a Happy Wedding.
I forgot that it's your business.
I hope it goes well this weekend!
Jenn, congratulations on getting rid of the "aquaintance"!
Some people are just drains on our lives.
I once sent (I still can't believe I had the gall to do this) a "dear John letter" to a woman who thought we were friends. She was a real complainer, a dumper, and a very angry and agressive wife/mother/friend.
She was the reason I first got an answering machine years ago. I was stressed every day anticipating her calls.
I'll never forget the time her family invited ours over for dinner... she'd asked me to show her how to make bread in her kitchen. I took over all of the ingredients, proceeded to set up in her kitchen, and she said, "DON'T spill anything on the floor. DH just washed it."
We've got relatives (undesirables) coming in a couple of weeks, so I'm going to wizz around the house getting some stuff done before they come.
Funny how you could care less about the state of your house when it's people you REALLY love, but when it's people you can't stand, the house has got to be PERFECT!
So tell me. When your married BIL kisses the back of your neck when you're alone in the kitchen together, is that weird and sick and gross, or am I blowing things out of proportion?