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Thank you!
Apr. 16th, 2005 10:00 amGolly gee, you guys rock. You really do. I got some special messages in my email box from friends near and far, LJ friends, childhood friends, high school friends. My parents called me, my soon-to-be 90 year old aunt called me.
Aunt Lillian, by the way, rocks in more ways than most of us can ever dream. She refinished her decks this year and still prunes her roses and still drives - safely, mind you. Dudes, I want to be like HER when I grow up.
Between my parents, who sent me the Alfred Hitchcock collection from my Amazon wishlist, and Jeff, who sent me two more Alfred Hitchcock collections, I was a giggly happy girl yesterday. I loves me my Alfred. Yay!
We went for a drive, had a little coffee. Came home to find that I'd induced a god-awful backup in our sewer line when I ran our leftovers through the sink disposal. Oops. We tried to deal with it, then escaped to the grocery store. Came home, Jeff played with the drain and I tried to help and then we waited some more while I mowed the lawn. Then we played with the drain some more and gave up. I called the plumber. We washed cars, the plumbers plumbed and gave me a birthday discount *chuckle*. Then we mopped, bathed and went out for dinner. All in all, a good day. I really had a good day.
Today, I bake my cake and brownies for the boy. Tonight, pork chops :-)
I've been in denial, but I heard a rumor that one of the morons on the bus had a cough and I caught it. It's only a rumor, but this morning I sound as though I smoked a pack of cigarettes last night. I've been nowhere near any cigarettes. Grrr. Deny, deny, deny.
Sing it with me! Theeee people on the bus go, "cough! cough! cough!"
Aunt Lillian, by the way, rocks in more ways than most of us can ever dream. She refinished her decks this year and still prunes her roses and still drives - safely, mind you. Dudes, I want to be like HER when I grow up.
Between my parents, who sent me the Alfred Hitchcock collection from my Amazon wishlist, and Jeff, who sent me two more Alfred Hitchcock collections, I was a giggly happy girl yesterday. I loves me my Alfred. Yay!
We went for a drive, had a little coffee. Came home to find that I'd induced a god-awful backup in our sewer line when I ran our leftovers through the sink disposal. Oops. We tried to deal with it, then escaped to the grocery store. Came home, Jeff played with the drain and I tried to help and then we waited some more while I mowed the lawn. Then we played with the drain some more and gave up. I called the plumber. We washed cars, the plumbers plumbed and gave me a birthday discount *chuckle*. Then we mopped, bathed and went out for dinner. All in all, a good day. I really had a good day.
Today, I bake my cake and brownies for the boy. Tonight, pork chops :-)
I've been in denial, but I heard a rumor that one of the morons on the bus had a cough and I caught it. It's only a rumor, but this morning I sound as though I smoked a pack of cigarettes last night. I've been nowhere near any cigarettes. Grrr. Deny, deny, deny.
Sing it with me! Theeee people on the bus go, "cough! cough! cough!"
