JUST STUFF edit

<ttThis is a picture I took last spring of my favorite courtyard at work.

I will be trying something new this month, I will write a little missive each day. I’m almost sure it will be dreadfully boring, will have to wait and see what happens. My life is rather hum drum.

Lets see: just checked my mail box and pulled out my red and white packages of netflix: My three movies are

MEAN GIRLS

13 GOING ON 30 or is it 30 going on 13?

THE GIRL NEXT DOOR.

BB isn’t very happy with my movie selection “more chick flicks”

I have officially hired a maid. I’m such a flylady reject. I had one of my favorite caregivers from work come over and clean out my 20 gallon gold fish tank. I paid her $50.00 and a half rack of Bud Light. She rescued my “GOLDIE”. The water was so dirty and murky. Deep down I knew it was a terrible Gesture to wish for the death of my fish just because I was too lazy to clean out the tank. Catholic guilt got the best of me. Goldie is alive and has a new lease on life now. GO GOLDIE! Oh yes, I also have a sucker fish in there too I guess I forgot about him..apparentally he wasn’t doing his job very well. I should choose a name for him. Any suggestions?

I’m really reaching her. lets see what is on my desk

100-pk of 4x DVD+R, empty bottle of MIKES HARD CRANBERRY LEMONADE, fastfood leave in condition A/G, Olympus C4000 4.0 Camedia digital camera,

Current Book, on page 148 They made love that afternoon,and she spend the rest of the day in bed. As the storm raged outside-uprooting foliage and wind-whipped trees battering against the house-Paul held her close,his lips pressed against her cheek,each of them recalling the past and together discussing their dreams.

Can anyone guess what book I’m reading.

EDIT: still trying to figure out how a MAN could write such a sappy love story.