So my husband left town today for a 10 day business trip. Ten days. I know some people wouldn't publish such information on the internet for fear of stalkers/thieves but truthfully if one of you does decide to stalk me (unlikely considering most of you are my relatives) and show up at my house, I will grab my purse and ask you to watch my kids for a while so I could run a few errands alone, kthxbye.
On an unrelated note, this is what has happened in my front flower bed. Planted by a rogue squirrel or perhaps a stray seed mixed in the compost mulch. It is bizarre. It is a mystery. It is a cantaloupe.
Speaking of mystery plants, I discovered a patch of these in the back yard after a rainy week. I've lived in this house for five years and they've never bloomed before, and now they have appeared to tell me goodbye. [sob]
We've gotten yet another ridiculously low offer on our house, but I have a feeling this one is going to stick (possibly) after we negotiate a bit, which means I have to 1) start packing and 2) have conversations with my friends that include the response, "Wait, so you're really moving?" and 3) have a few 'Girls Night In' parties (see also: husband out of town) that include dessert and/or packing up boxes and/or hopefully more laughing than crying.
The third one is definitely in order for this weekend. I can't let all these fruits and flowers go to waste.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
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