Apparently I am not writing in here often enough for SOME PEOPLE. To be honest, I completely forgot about it until I got an email from an unnamed neurotic friend who was announcing her switch to stealth-mode-blogging.
Um, let's see... interesting stuff.... Benjamin lost his first tooth last night. His new one was growing in behind the baby one and I had JUST made an appointment to have the baby one yanked out. So I get to save a few bucks there!
Sarah still refuses to be potty-trained. She talks big, but then just pees in her pants anyway. She doesn't even care if she pees on Dora. Imagine!
Superhero Steve is finally fading into the background. So its probably time for another life-saving venture. He can't out of the news for TOO long.
I stood outside for 2 hours and 45 minutes selling brats today. It was 17 degrees out. Then we stood around and smoked some crack because none of us could figure out why we were standing out there. One lady there had on a fleece, no hat, jeans, and shoes. And that's it. I had on two pairs of socks, boots (from Lands' End, of course), snowpants, jeans, long-sleeved shirt, sweatshirt, scarf, hat, and winter jacket. I was cold. My conclusion, therefore, has to be that this other chick was drinking a lot of whiskey when I wasn't looking.
Is that enough dear?
Oh. I finally broke down and called a realtor today. Ugh. Makes me sick to my stomach. And then Steve has to go and SAVE someone in a dramatic rescue effort so now I KNOW he's not gonna get fired (for crying out loud).
You know, if I wanted to tell you all this stuff I could just email you. No one else knows this things exists.
I'm dumb.
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I'd given up checking, so I just found this today. That's so exciting about Benjamin's tooth! I hear the tooth fairy brings five-dollar bills to some houses now. I know we have to count for inflation, but I still think a single should do it. Maybe you could save the fives for Sarah on successful dry underpants days!
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