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[Nov. 12th, 2010|01:55 am] |
Not that I regret being back to normal.
But damn, I do make a fine looking broad if I say so myself.
I can see why women complain about high heels. |
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[Nov. 12th, 2010|01:58 am] |
I've been tortured, roughed up, starved, dehydrated, stabbed, shot, burned, scraped...killed
And yet it's when I take Danny out for his flu shot that I get emotional. |
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[Nov. 12th, 2010|01:37 pm] |
So, husbands. Am I filling in the dates on the leave forms I've got on file? |
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[Nov. 12th, 2010|01:39 pm] |
So it's coming up on Thanksgiving, which means that it's coming up on time for the annual Pirate's Feast at chez Bonney.
[Key West address] Party starts next Thursday the 25th, ends whenever the food runs out and everyone goes home. Or Sunday afternoon, whichever comes last.
I'll provide the turkey and the ham and the cornbread, bring your own plateware and your own side dish to share and there'll be more than enough to go around. Bring your spouses, bring your kids, bring your household pets and random passers-by off the street, the more the merrier. |
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