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An update!
Thursday, June 8th, 2006 01:57 pmSo I'm doing the housewife thing. I think I mentioned that previously. I'm not going back to read my entry. I don't care if I repeat myself. I know you frequent readers know that.
I have a friend from my previous job and she always mis-dials my number. It's really funny because my phone shows who is calling and I KNOW she didn't mean to call me. But I'll answer anyway. And I'll say "Hello?" All like I don't know who it is. And then she goes "Hey... Who is this?" It's really fun to mess with her.
My brother is offically out of the Marine Corps. We went over there (and by we, I mean myself and my little dog) and hung out. They were cooking barbeque chicken. Charring it really. And washing cars. So I felt it neccessary to keep up with my brother and I'm going to ... not wash the truck, but clean it out. I'll vaccuum it. Maybe I'll wash it, but I'm washing the dogs. It's funny. I'm mildly competetive with my brother. Just to the point that if he's doing something, I know I can do it too. Now when he runs 5 miles, I think "I wish I could run five miles, but there's no way I'm leaving this nice cool house." Bah. Forget that running thing. Leave it to the men.
Alright. The husband just left for work so now it's time to wash the dogs! Woot. I'm going to get that started before I lose momentum. Maybe I'll come back later and talk about my new obsession with the Food Network!!! Hold your breathe for that one because it'll be awesome. lol Yeah right.
Smell my hoof!
~Bas
I have a friend from my previous job and she always mis-dials my number. It's really funny because my phone shows who is calling and I KNOW she didn't mean to call me. But I'll answer anyway. And I'll say "Hello?" All like I don't know who it is. And then she goes "Hey... Who is this?" It's really fun to mess with her.
My brother is offically out of the Marine Corps. We went over there (and by we, I mean myself and my little dog) and hung out. They were cooking barbeque chicken. Charring it really. And washing cars. So I felt it neccessary to keep up with my brother and I'm going to ... not wash the truck, but clean it out. I'll vaccuum it. Maybe I'll wash it, but I'm washing the dogs. It's funny. I'm mildly competetive with my brother. Just to the point that if he's doing something, I know I can do it too. Now when he runs 5 miles, I think "I wish I could run five miles, but there's no way I'm leaving this nice cool house." Bah. Forget that running thing. Leave it to the men.
Alright. The husband just left for work so now it's time to wash the dogs! Woot. I'm going to get that started before I lose momentum. Maybe I'll come back later and talk about my new obsession with the Food Network!!! Hold your breathe for that one because it'll be awesome. lol Yeah right.
Smell my hoof!
~Bas
