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December 03, 2007



Any time you start a fight that ends up laughing... it's a good thing. ;)


Even though I know it happens, it freaks me out to think about you and Gary fighting.


Since our garage entrance is at the bottom of the steps, I rarely through things over. But the balcony-like railing makes a great drying rack.


Sue - Well, not as good as fights that end up with make-up sex, of course, but pretty good.
Becs - Shhh. Don't think about it.
Caroline - Yep. And also great for shaking out rugs in the winter. And for folding sheets alone.


12/02 can be the exception that proves the rule.

I WISH I had a basement I could throw things into. Instead I grow piles all over the house.


TasterSpoon - Oh, and according to Desperate Housewives, you will have to risk your life to go to your neighbors basement, where there will be canned foods and water stockpiled. Can you tell I'm from the Midwest? That episode really annoyed me. Who tapes their windows during a tornado? Sorry. Tangent.


Point taken.


Better yet... makeup sex with brownies. ;)


Sue - can't top that!

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