yesterday, i took a big bite of hot lasagna. about halfway down my throat, a tomato emerged from its pasta encasement and seared the back of my throat. i quickly spit it out as fast as i could. it landed on the floor and angus ate it. I now have a burn in the back of my throat. it feels like i am all choked up...all the time.
the other day I hit "reply all" with a personal prayer request to an email that I thought only included my best college girlfriends. turns out it was an email to quite a few other people i might not have shared my personal prayers with.
according to michael, frank was "shooting" everyone at Christmas play practice last night with his fingers shaped as guns. Including the adult directors and teachers. i threw all the guns away when they came home. michael dug one out of the trash.
the dog is afraid of a little Melissa and Doug puzzle that we have. It makes barnyard animal sounds when you put the pieces in. He hasn't move away from my leg since the boys started playing with it.... yesterday.
Erin . . . wow . . .what a week and it is only Wednesday . . . just think, though, it can only get better from here (right?)
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