0101
120Pages
ambrosia placebo
americangirl
banzai descent
bluematrix
coopergreen
eunmi
Food Network
konpesyon
maybeknott
muskrat28
Pancakes4Dinner
postsecret
Rustymadgal
stillirise
thesimplelife
threadbared
WritersQuill
today
June 2006
May 2006
April 2006
March 2006
August 2005
July 2005
February 2005
January 2005
December 2004
November 2004
October 2004
September 2004
August 2004
July 2004
June 2004
May 2004
April 2004
March 2004
February 2004
January 2004
December 2003
visited *loading* times
Cute hubby was on the news last night. I looked up while they were talking about a gang shooting which left one guy dead. There he was standing over the dead body. When you see that on TV, they all look pretty serious but when he came home, I got the scoop. The detectives were actually making fun of the dead guy, calling him a loser gangster. At the end of his life he was caught dead with half his ass hanging out of his low rider pants and only a bandanna to his name. Cute hubby was there because the dead guy was supposed to testify today. He said he actually just looked at the dead guy and thought, “gee, that sucks, now I’m missing a witness.” My day involved teaching sign language to another group of eager parents and a Bob the Builder video while his day involved bullet holes and forensics. Both of us have a job that the other couldn’t handle, which makes us admire and appreciate each other. At the end of the day, it’s just us eating pizza, watching a movie, and connecting through laughter. The rest of life just gets in the way of our happiness sometimes.
