Normally I watch like a hawk for the mailman to come. In order to not look completely desperate, I find excuses to pass by the front window and peek at the box at the end of our driveway. Sometimes I water plants, clean the windows, wash dishes, or trim the rose bushes. Today it’s been [...]
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The Highlight of My Day is Checking the Mailbox. True Story.
Posted in house, mail on September 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
All That Shimmers in This World is Sure to Fade
Posted in bathroom, mail, work on January 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When I got dressed this morning, I realized I didn’t have any clean underwear. My only options were to go comando-style or wear lingerie bottoms. I went with the lingerie. Normally there’s nothing inherently wrong with doing so. However, this lingerie happens to be blindingly bright pink, made from some meshy material that rides up [...]


