I take a couple weeks off to move and, of course, to drum my fingers impatiently on the counter over and over again as I navigate the Qwest menu to find out why it takes them THAT long to hook me up with a little hot DSL action (note: this question was never answered to my satisfaction, but then, it's all water under the bridge now). But as I was saying, here I go thinking that I can leave you people alone for a wee time and what happens? I find out Margi's gone and got herself knocked up like some kind of teenager or something. What is UP with that? You kids, can you ever just behave for one minute?
Congratulations, Margi and husband. I wish you all the love and luck in the world.
Posted by Ilyka at June 17, 2005 10:38 PM in hell is other peopleI guar-awn-tee that NO ONE was as surprised as we were.
No one.
Thank you for your kind wishes -- we can use all we can get.
Me? I'm napping all the GD time right now. I can't wait for that to pass. Oh, wait. Yes I can. Because next is puking everywhere.
It's amazing how much you'll block out of your memory banks. :: snort ::
Love love olve,
M
Speaking of teenagers hubby came home from work tonight with a zit. A ZIT! LMFAO!
I told him I would take him to the library tomorrow and we'd find a book on nocturnal emissions.
LMAOOOOOOO
xoxo
Posted by: Margi at June 19, 2005 06:47 AMOne more argument for low humidity and desert climates: My skin's cleared right up.
Thirty-six years old, and still a slave to Neutrogena Acne Cleanser. I feel your hubby's pain.
P.S. Tell him he can borrow my copy of Then Again, Maybe I Won't if that will help with explaining the whole nocturnal-emissions thing.
Posted by: ilyka at June 19, 2005 07:11 AM