|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|It seems I have survived another Diary Survivor Tribal Council. Woo Hoo!
Our next immunity challenge will be to write an Academy Awards acceptance speech. I'm not giving anything away, but, I wonder if they would ever consider giving an award for "Best Fluffer"... Hmmmmm.
On the home front, the kidlet seems to have gotten into a bit of trouble in her Health class. Her instructor caught her drawing one of her practically nekkid comic book characters. He told her she was very talented, but cautioned her to save that type of expression for a different class. All she heard was the "talented" part. When did my kid become so big and unweildy???
I have to go home and put my poor swollen foot on a pillow. It's fine in the morning, but by the end of the day, it's all puffy. It looks like my mom's foot. You can't even see the bones... Yech!
Ah, well. The weekend beckons. Headed over to Borders for a quick look-see of the menfolk. I could get lucky. It could happen...
"Life Not Worth Living If You Not Take Risk" Brian, QAF
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|