Sunday, June 12, 2005
I am sitting here this morning trying to decide how I can make the 2 day week end turn into 4!! You know for me one day is necessary running and I just want one day to do what I want which is sit outside by the pond and read and drink tea. Won't happen this week end. I bought more flowers so I have mud in my fingernails and I just have a few to plant beside the house and then I am done so before I get my nail brush(old toothbrush--Kelli's new one) HAHA I need to finish that job. Our garage door broke and I think we may have to go to Menards (the girls favorite place when they were young) to check it out. So as you can see relaxing won't be on the venue for today. It is a beautiful day with the sun shining on my newly mowed and weed whacked (thanks to Dad) lawn and I love watching the flowers grow and fill out. I am going to go take a picture of Dad's vine and my trellis to show you how great they look together. I am glad Nicki had a great day yesterday with some good leads. My wish upon that star must of worked. I need to do it for my day of relaxing huh!!!!
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Ok that's sick! You are totally feeding into my toothbrush phobia. For real though, my toothbrush was missing for a day. Eeew. I'm going to start storing it in its own glass case. Not to mention the HUGE lock I'll slap on there so no one can get to it!
Padlocked toothbrushes are the way to go around the H household! :)
I know Kelli's phobia so I just had to throw that in. I personally just bought a new one after Kelli has had 2 new ones in two weeks thanks to me buying some extra's for when company comes and they forget theirs...my fingernails are cleaner...I am not going to tell her what I did in her other sacred place while she was in Canada!! No it was not wear a pair of those darn thongy things!! Keep guessing.....
Sure it has something to do with my bed. If you let some guests sleep in my bed without telling me I'm going to throw up. This is not a fun game. You wonder why we can't wait to get places of our own! These silly games and finders keepers, losers weepers get old when you're 23+!!! Guess it's finally time to grow up and start looking for a place of my own. Tear, tear.
You know a good sense of humor gets you every where. I think you are easy to get a rise out of. Must be those blonde highlights or something!!!
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