I thought I may get a t-shirt that says "Stupid American" to end the suspense before I walk up to the counter.
I'd go with "Américain stupide." So much funnier. Anyway, in my warped mind.
I'm not sure how to change this. Well, I am pretty sure how to change this, but it seems like it would involve interacting with people I don't know. And right there's the root of the problem . . .
All the seconds to this make me suddenly understand why I like it here so much...even if I can't keep up with the posting.
Might have to take the kids to the St. Louis zoo sometime. Sounds like it is pretty cool.
Let me know if you decide to visit!
Let me know if you decide to visit!
We almost went over the weekend of the Fourth (well St. Louis of one of several places being considered in the not-too-far-away category). Lots of factors in deciding to go though. But I'll let you know if we decide to go there.
Mom used to be rather pushy about getting grandkids but she stopped.
I haven't been involved with anyone for a long time, and the last few relationships were fueled by hypomania and a desire to do anything to keep from being lonely. Now that things are back on track at some point in the very near future I want to try dating again.
Baby needs a new pair of shoes....
Ponies?
Birds?
Nice non-pastel flowers?
Ladybugs?
Lions?
Baseball, or does buying these mean I'm somehow condemning myself to a future with a sports-hating daughter who bitches about going to M's games, refuses to sign up for Little League when the time comes, and somehow finds out about those stupid pageants and asks to enter them herself?
Not sure I'd risk it, Susan. I like the birds, though.
