Blah blah blah

I'm so darn tired I can't think of anything good to talk about. Hannah came to work with me today and had a good time. My parents came to Logan to give Leah her birthday present and take Jen out to dinner (whose birthday is Thursday). I was nice to talk to them and Leah loved the fairy dress and shoes she got. We talked about the big family camping trip in August. We think it's probably best for me to go by myself, but Brian would be left to care for himself and the two monkeys...alone. Yikes! We're still not sure what to do and how to go about it. Maybe we'll bag the whole thing. Brian, I love that you keep commenting since you're the only one who reads this blog! Maybe it's time to let people know that I'm doing this. And since I'm rambling mindlessly, I'm disgusted with the price of gas and food. It keeps climbing and I don't know how we're going to make it if things don't improve. Happy thoughts.

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Brian said…
I too, hate the price of gas.

Having said that, I am still a bit jealous that almost every time your family gets together without me, you all go out to eat.

Yes, I know that it was for Jen's birthday and that's what she wanted. That does soften the blow a little; but only a bit.

It wouldn't be so bad if it just didn't happen almost every time,...it wouldn't be such a bummer.

I wish I didn't like to go out to eat so much. If that were the case, then I just wouldn't care if your family always goes out to eat without me and almost never when I'm around.

I know I need to get over it and move on, but it's just hard. Eating out is just one of my FAVORITE things. The only thing that softens the blow of not getting to eat out as much as I'd like is that you're such a good cook!

I love you
June 23, 2008 at 10:37 PM
Brian said…
sorry. That last comment was dumb.
June 23, 2008 at 10:43 PM
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