It's two weeks until July 4th; you know, the halfway point of the summer. Glory Be.
I fell in the bathtub this morning. Talk about feeling like an old decrepit woman. I scared the cats, the dog and the husband. Nothing was injured but my pride.
Next week is Taylor's birthday, that means the celebration begins THIS week. Thursday, we are going to one of those painting classes where you can bring your own drinks and snacks. I'm excited for two reasons: it's something fun/different to do, and it will be great blog fodder!
I can't wait to report back to you on what we're doing on her actual birthday. Let's just say it's something I've never done before.
We've been invited to a white trash party next weekend. Any suggestions as to what to wear? I figure a trip to Goodwill is in order for some costume shopping.
Next week is also Earth, Wind & Fire. I've wanted to see them in concert since 1978.
I just realized that next week is really busy.
I just realized that this weekend is busy too.
All this busyness is stressing me out. I hate to be over planned.
Bobby Hill and Steve Harvey entertain me at night.
I've now played Bingo two times in the month of June. Please refer to the entry about falling in the bathtub. Getting O L D.
I'd like to have one of those refrigerators with the French doors and the freezer on the bottom. But, how does the ice cube maker work?
I'd also like a rocking recliner. With a cup holder. Again, refer to bathtub and bingo statements. OLD.