While ordering a grilled chicken salad, from Palermo to be delivered to work, I asked if they had a low fat dressing. I was told that they only had fattening dressing. So I asked for fattening ranch on the side.
The hubby is home trying to figure out the problem with my car. For some reason I do not have headlights. Not a problem until I have to drive at night and then I have to drive with my high beams on. This seems to irritate the crap out of people. This also means that I have to drive Chitty Bang Bang (the hubby's plow truck). No fun. I couldn't even drink a cup of coffee on the way to work unless I wanted it all over my lap. And I should have wore a sports bra since it's like driving a lumber wagon. Pot holes make this even more interesting.
I do not mind being at work on Saturdays when my boss is not here. It is so peaceful and quiet. The day goes amazingly quick!
Having dinner tonight with a friend. No kids or hubbies, just us and our girl talk.
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By Tim McGraw
I think I’ll take a moment, celebrate my age
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now it’s time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years
Hey my next thirty years I’m gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things I’ve done
Maybe now I’ve conquered all my adolescent fears
And I’ll do it better in my next thirty years
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now it’s time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years
Hey my next thirty years I’m gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things I’ve done
Maybe now I’ve conquered all my adolescent fears
And I’ll do it better in my next thirty years
About Me
- B
- Michigan
- I've been with my husband for 14 years and married for 8. We have a dog, Cupid, who is completely spoiled and definitely has only child syndrome.
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