my kind of night
Posted on | August 12, 2004 |
So after working 11.5 hours, baking, doing laundry, and making myself some dinner, I finally had dinner on my plate. I took barely one step before (in slow motion as is customary) my plate shifted and took its slow tumble to the kitchen floor. Plate ruined. Enchilada ruined. And a mess of pottery, tortilla, and enchilada sauce to clean up. I may or may not have taken The Lord’s name in vain.
This sure has been my month.
Category: Life
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September 2nd, 2004 @ 9:37 am
sounds like a “classic Swan” move:)