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Basketball Mom: Sure, we can bring drinks to the game this Saturday. Basketball Playing Daughter: We can bring Gatorade! BBall Mom: Um, we’ll bring something. BBall Daughter: Yeah, cause we don’t have nothin’! BBall Mom: [nervous laughter] Yeah, we need to go shopping. BBall Daughter: We got beer! Coach Jeff: Well [shrugs] depending on how...
Did I mention I cut the grass yesterday?
I cut the grass today. Mostly just to get the hell away from the cherubs. <sarcasm>I heart summer.</sarcasm> Vacation bible school is looking better and better. (Pssst send diet Dr. Pepper ASAP.)
Ha– DO IT!! Ya’ll be dancin’ for Jesus–
I’ll put a case in the mail!
; )
(‘Cause I miss you.)
*Hugs* to you. I wish I could say something else besides cliche’s like, “You’ll be together again,” or “he’ll come around.” But that’s all I’ve got right now. My heart is with you.
ditto.
xxoo
I think I’m starting to like the way things look around here. Which is no small feat, considering I like just about, um, NOTHING around head quarters right now. I may be a wee bit hormonal though. It might be time to get those cherub tee shirts back out and head into public again. Any...
Ha! Those tshirts rock! I am still trying to adjust to my new home, too.
I’ll take them! My kids need someone to entertain them because I’m all out of ideas (and patience)
you have beer in your fridge, don’t try to hide it.
and speaking of flicker…my daddy is here and you’re NOT. what’s wrong with this picture?
Oh, this would so be me. So, SO be me. Sigh.