I really do mean to finish that last entry. I can’t wait to talk about the Portland Saturday Market. And I forgot to talk about rotten guts (I should issue a warning that steak and potatoes at eleven o’clock at night leaves you with insides that feel and smell like they are rapidly decaying. Once you’ve farted from your mouth you will heed my warning…) and the game of life and all the ideas I had to write about. PLUS!! Matthew’s birthday. Yesterday.
But alas…life calls. I just can’t seem to catch up around here and feel like it would be ok to spend that lengthy amount of time on a blog entry. Tomorrow, K?
Who am I kidding. Tomorrow it will NOT be happening, as Matthew’s birthday party and a bazillion other things. So. Maybe Sunday? Hopefully? Argh. Calgon…take me away.
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Do they even sell Calgon anymore?
I think it’s Prozac now.
Happy Birthday, Matthew!
8 is a big one - my Matthew was very excited.
Happy birthday Matthew! Let us know when the big baptism day is!
did you really say “farted from your mouth”?
Because I can’t stop laughing.
seriously.