A Tool Chest.
(Slightly premature) birthday present!
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Three Conversations.
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AM: Day-um!
MB: What?
AM: Day-um!
MB: What?
AM: .............. Stuff.
MB: Okay, good point.
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AM: (Sits next to MB on the couch. Feet are on the ottoman. Rotates slippers to wrongside-up position on feet. Then wiggles legs and feet up and down while looking up at Marty saying to him in a goofy, high-pitched voice:) OH NOOO! My feet are on baaackwards! I'm going to have to have an operation to get that corrected! Oohhh nooooo!"
MB: (Stares down at AM quizzically.)
AM: (Laughs hard enough to make self start crying.)
MB: This is the woman I have married.
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MB: When we have a baby, do we have to tell everybody how long it is and how much it weighs?
AM: Probably. I'm sure the question will be unavoidable.
MB: Alright, well then can I tell people that the baby was 2 1/2 feet long and 37 pounds?
AM: Yes you can!
MB: What I'm thinking, is that I'd like the baby story to be like a fisherman's story. You know, it just gets bigger every time you tell the story!
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Amanda Update.
A little under the weather, lately. Some sinus pressure and headaches.
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More MB.
Hee, I found this 'post from the past' tonight, on another blog to which I belong. I wrote it during MB's most recent deployment, with his last ship. Seems odd to think that this was only a little over two and a half years ago.
And it will be at least two more years until he has to go back to sea. (And will proceed to, mostly likely, grow another 'stache.)
Gotta love grad school.
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Cool song.
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This weekend.
1. Birthday dinner with MB.
2. Jon's "I won a bunch of beer playing fantasy football"-Playoffs-Watching Party.
3. Promotion/pinning ceremony thingy for a Monterey pal.
4. Amanda's Nagging Chore #1 (About which I feel too guilty to write on the blog, since I meant to be done with it by now...*sigh*)
5. Amanda's Nagging Chore #2 (I'm just going to admit that this one is about continuing to get caught up on the blog.) (Thus ensuring, by announcing on the blog that I will be working on the blog, that I won't work on the blog at all.)
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The end.
1 comments:
Doh! I forgot to wish MB a happy birthday even though I was just talking to my mom-in-law about how we were born in the same snowstorm (two days apart and in different states...whoa). So, if you could pass along my well-wishes, that would be sweet!
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