Hi, spouse, Well, I blew it. Decided to tackle the jungle in the backyard (to make space for a lilac bush and lingonberry bush), so I took the weed whacker and a year's supply of Roundup and went at it. After 1.5 minutes the weed whacker ran out of string, requiring me, an Anime widow, to fall back on my inner resources to restring it. Which I did, to the best of my ability. Back to the jungle. The whacker worked for 30 seconds. The lid had fallen off, and is now permanently lost in the mass of weeds. So now we need a new weed whacker AND it's still a jungle back there. Wah. I did spray lots of Roundup before I left out of vengeance. I also sliced open my finger on a rose bush but it won't need stitches, just sympathy from my husband when he gets home from his wild weekend. Went to work this morning, then went to Freddy's (where I bought the Roundup), did a workout and still had time to lose the weed whacker. Kelly's at Grateful Dead camp. I'm going to relax for a few minutes before tackling a closet. Somebody should invent Cleanup, the power spray that dissolves old clothes, socks and Happy Meal toys that clutter up closets. Love you, Jean
Hi, it's me again. The library just called and said they've had some sort of computer problem and are trying to regain lost information. They're wondering if you have checked out a booked called Dreaming War by Gore Vidal? I don't recall seeing it around the house, but I thought I'd check with you before I call them back with an answer. Kelly and I miss you! Sounds like you're having fun, though. Loved the pic of your Stepford Waitress. Love, Jean
Hi, We're having a rough evening. Kelly came home from camp cranky and has been knocking things over and making messes left and right. She may just be tired. Re: the T-shirt, there's much size variation depending on the maker, but generally I'd say she's a child's size large. Does that help? I'm going to play the Sims for a few minutes to give Kelly some space. Love, Jean
Hi, me again, Went back into the godless jungle again today sans weed whacker. Yanked waist-high grasses out by the roots trying to clear a place for a lilac bush. Almost as an afterthought I decided to spray Round-up to kill off the grass once and for all. As I turned to go to the next garden area, I spotted the lost piece to the weed whacker! Today Kelly wants to do absolutely NOTHING. Not go out at all. She's playing her game boy and watching t.v. in her underwear. I'm going to eat lunch and play Sims. Last night I managed to kill off the beloved Warfield family in a conflagration, but Ididn't save the game so they are reincarnated for another try. The June family are destitute and depressed, their children sent off to military school and the father just sits around staring at the wall. However I've created a much more successful new family (the Schweitzers) so there is hope for the Sims race. Kelly and I slept in today. We were both exhausted yesterday. Enough of that. Wanted to let you know I found the weed whacker part. And that we love you! By the way, this message is from your wife.:) Love, Jean
Hi, spouse,
ReplyDeleteWell, I blew it. Decided to tackle the jungle in the backyard (to make space for a lilac bush and lingonberry bush), so I took the weed whacker and a year's supply of Roundup and went at it. After 1.5 minutes the weed whacker ran out of string, requiring me, an Anime widow, to fall back on my inner resources to restring it. Which I did, to the best of my ability. Back to the jungle. The whacker worked for 30 seconds. The lid had fallen off, and is now permanently lost in the mass of weeds. So now we need a new weed whacker AND it's still a jungle back there. Wah. I did spray lots of Roundup before I left out of vengeance.
I also sliced open my finger on a rose bush but it won't need stitches, just sympathy from my husband when he gets home from his wild weekend.
Went to work this morning, then went to Freddy's (where I bought the Roundup), did a workout and still had time to lose the weed whacker.
Kelly's at Grateful Dead camp. I'm going to relax for a few minutes before tackling a closet. Somebody should invent Cleanup, the power spray that dissolves old clothes, socks and Happy Meal toys that clutter up closets.
Love you,
Jean
Hi, it's me again.
ReplyDeleteThe library just called and said they've had some sort of computer problem and are trying to regain lost information. They're wondering if you have checked out a booked called Dreaming War by Gore Vidal?
I don't recall seeing it around the house, but I thought I'd check with you before I call them back with an answer.
Kelly and I miss you! Sounds like you're having fun, though. Loved the pic of your Stepford Waitress.
Love,
Jean
Hi,
ReplyDeleteWe're having a rough evening. Kelly came home from camp cranky and has been knocking things over and making messes left and right. She may just be tired.
Re: the T-shirt, there's much size variation depending on the maker, but generally I'd say she's a child's size large. Does that help?
I'm going to play the Sims for a few minutes to give Kelly some space.
Love,
Jean
Hi, me again,
ReplyDeleteWent back into the godless jungle again today sans weed whacker. Yanked waist-high grasses out by the roots trying to clear a place for a lilac bush. Almost as an afterthought I decided to spray Round-up to kill off the grass once and for all. As I turned to go to the next garden area, I spotted the lost piece to the weed whacker!
Today Kelly wants to do absolutely NOTHING. Not go out at all. She's playing her game boy and watching t.v. in her underwear.
I'm going to eat lunch and play Sims. Last night I managed to kill off the beloved Warfield family in a conflagration, but Ididn't save the game so they are reincarnated for another try. The June family are destitute and depressed, their children sent off to military school and the father just sits around staring at the wall. However I've created a much more successful new family (the Schweitzers) so there is hope for the Sims race.
Kelly and I slept in today. We were both exhausted yesterday.
Enough of that. Wanted to let you know I found the weed whacker part. And that we love you!
By the way, this message is from your wife.:)
Love,
Jean