Yes. I have a zit on my forehead. Thanks for pointing it out.
Sincerely,
Coley
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I'm not a nice person.
About Me
- Coley
- Prone to profanity, hyperbole, scullduggery and usury. Oh wait, mostly just the first two.
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To Do...
1. Build (and keep) a decent savings, minimum 6 months worth of expenses
2. Get a new job
3. Move my family to Sacramento
4. Buy a home
5. Earn enough money to be a single-income family
6. Eliminate all debt
7. Double the amount of money allocated for charitable giving
8. Help people I know like others have helped me
9. Take a real vacation (not visiting family)
10. Grow every vegetable that I eat, at least once
11. Learn to use my sewing machine...well
12. Throw an annual party, that isn't for a birthday
13. Decorate my living space as though I care about it
14. Give Warren siblings
15. Send my kid(s) to college, anywhere they want to go, without loans
16. Make out with my husband at least once a day
17. Do something that I don't think is possible
18. Set foot in all 50 states
19. Start and finish Warren's baby book
20. Get something I write published (not counting anything online or from my job)
5. Earn enough money to be a single-income family
6. Eliminate all debt
7. Double the amount of money allocated for charitable giving
8. Help people I know like others have helped me
10. Grow every vegetable that I eat, at least once
11. Learn to use my sewing machine...well
12. Throw an annual party, that isn't for a birthday
13. Decorate my living space as though I care about it
15. Send my kid(s) to college, anywhere they want to go, without loans
16. Make out with my husband at least once a day
17. Do something that I don't think is possible
18. Set foot in all 50 states
19. Start and finish Warren's baby book
20. Get something I write published (not counting anything online or from my job)
4 comments:
Seriously, I love you guys. This is just delightful. THIS? This is why I write these things.
Ok, I need to know more background on the Mean Russian Lady. Feeling left out ovah here!
Mean Russian Lady is simply that, a mean russian woman in my office. She's also the one who asked if I was pregnant about 6 months before I was. (My response? "Nope, just fat....apparently.")
Just amazing that she's live in the US for at least 40 years, yet hasn't managed to pick up on normal social graces, like don't tell people how bad their skin is, and don't ask if someone is pregnant. They'll tell you when it's time for you to know.
Ooh, ok. I remember her. She needs a kick in the taco to help her figure out appropriate behavior, if I recall correctly...
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