It's Obvious My Husband and I Grew Up in the Same Small Town:

My husband: "Didn't you go out with him?"

Me: "Mmmm, not really." "Hey wait, you did go out with his sister, though, right?"

My husband: "No, I really just made out with her."

Me: "Oh, so your relationship with his sister was pretty much the same as mine with him."

My husband: "Yeah, guess so."

The *%#!~^* Phone!

     I have discovered a few things about "business" calls (and I use that term loosely).

     First, there is no limit, no matter how much you wish there was, to how many times you can hear the recorded message:  "________ is currently away from her desk or assisting other customers."  Second, the more important the call is, the more phone tag you will play with the person you are trying to contact.  Third, if you are so determined not to miss an important return call that you leave both your home and mobile numbers, two people will miraculously return calls at the same time, one on each phone.  Fourth, they are not amused when you ask them to please hold, and have one of your kids hum "Feelings" for ten minutes.  Fifth, the minute you are asked to leave a message and hear the beep, your brain shuts down and you forget how to say anything but "um".  Sixth, the minute you actually get an important call, the doorbell will ring, someone will get hurt or get in an argument with a sibling, or something will start on fire.  I resisted the urge to bury both phones in the backyard today, but just barely...

The perils of chocolate...

My Dove chocolate wrapper says, "You're gorgeous." Really? I haven't even brushed my hair yet. Oh well, thank-you Dove for your shameless flirting, yes I think I will have another...

Stuff and fluff...

Please tell me to stop buying stuff to put my stuff in so that I can organize my stuff. I'm clearly having a major stuff problem to begin with. I think I'm making progress, and then I wonder...maybe bringing in more stuff isn't a good idea. I'm thinking of buying a tent from Cabela's and moving into the back yard...it would probably be as warm as our bedroom, anyway. And don't even get me started on the fluff problem that I'm having with our comforter. Stuff and fluff-so many problems, so little time...