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There was all this crap that occurred, mostly in my head, over the weekend.
And then my BFF took me to a little sports bar, and then a little gay bar, and we laughed very much hard with our friend Rhonda and I took note of exact how perverted we all really are.
And then my friends came over on Sunday and we made Jenga into a game for big kids only.
And then this morning, Kiddo was staring at me while she was eating cereal. I pulled a shirt over my head and asked, “What…?”
“Mama, I love you.”
And a few minutes later, she was staring again. “…what?”
And with that, she leapt up and wrapped her arms around my hips with no explanation.
And all was right again.
-CJ
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Awwww.
Comment by kim July 28, 2009 @ 6:11 pmSometimes I wish my dogs could talk but I guess I have to settle for wet tongue.
I think I’d punch Lucy if she could talk. Her ongoing soliloquy would be something like, “foodfoodFOOOOOD! Play with me! Play with me! There’s a breeze outside, I’m going to kill it with noise!”
Comment by calamityjill July 28, 2009 @ 8:56 pm“There’s a breeze outside, I’m going to kill it with noise!”
Comment by kim July 29, 2009 @ 3:51 pmDo we have the same Lucy perhaps?
All Maggi would say overandoverandoverandover is “I Neeeeeeeed! I Neeeeeed!”