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2008-04-17 7:14 PM wake me up, before you go-go i suppose i could be more tired but right now, i don't see how. heh.
been folding sheets, towels and blankets since i got here, but there is finally an end in sight. *phew* **** so, it looks like i'm hitting the road wednesday, and i'll probably start heading back on saturday. i was going to stay until sunday, but finances won't stretch that far, so we'll make do with what we have and be happy for that. which i am. it looks like i won't be traveling alone. the little Shittard will be accompanying me (oh Frabjous Day, Callou Callay *sigh*.) i'm sure he will charm the pants off everyone he meets -- 'cept me. don't like him, never will. (that was not me cuddling the little shittard last night. i was merely checking him for...fleas. yes, that's it. i was checking him for fleas. i'm happy to report he doesn't have any.) i'm sure sparky will be more than happy to have the place to herself. i'll be able to see the Withered One and pinch her, and see my Sissy and her Sex Kitten. (*gigglesnort* i crack myself up. blame the fatigue, okay?) hopefully i'll get a visit in with the Fabulous Brother, too. they all need to get off their asses and come and see me for a change, but i'm done with the invitations. it's like banging your head against a brick wall. i will admit, it feels great when you stop doing that. **** thank you all so, so much for the kind and loving posts. it be ai'ight -- the initial shock factor is what hit, and of course, the fact that the doctor's office called the GC at work didn't make it any easier. she blames the bawling on the hormones, but i don't have that excuse. at any rate, it will be a Wondrous Visit, and i will get to meet Muffin (in-utero....no, i'm not going in and s/he's not coming out, but i will see her on the screen! and i'll sing to her, and tell her stories...) and check in on ebberybuddy, spoil the GC as much as i can and it will All Be Good. **** okay, back to laundry detail. one more load of blankets and i'm done with that. the stomach protested this afternoon, so for dinner we're having cheese sticks. chock full of good stuff. and i KNOW cheese is a food group. :) Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on. Read/Post Comments (6) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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