We got a ginormous Bob-o-pedic, and it's not bad! I suppse it's part of our collective holiday presents to ourselves - the other being a trip to Cozumel in February.
I can't tell which thrills me more! I've always been an instant gratification kind of gal, but this bed we bought from "Lucky" is (effectively) forever. I guess it's a win-win situation. Do those ever happen in my life anymore? Maybe you should reach out and pinch me...
The man sleeps better, and therefore so do I. Once his sinuses clear and he gets a day off, it will be a veritable nirvana around here.
(Oh, yeah, then there's the issue of the motherfucking smoke in my motherfucking condo; the issue of the holes in the crotches of all my favorite jeans; that of my constant puffiness of my ageing face; my sagging everything; the depressed economy and my depressed psyche, the heaviness of the holidays...)
"You just pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again!"
That's my focus.
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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Jumping on the Bed
I was going to wear this dress for last week's party, but it was too cold, and my boobs were too big.
No, I'm not pregnant.
Yes, I am crazy.
No, I'm not pregnant.
Yes, I am crazy.
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