2:48 p.m. - 2006-02-01
Okay, all computer-related agression aside, I can't honestly think of anything good to say. It's Wednesday. That means it's not Monday. Or how about American Idol last night finally showed a couple of people who didn't sing so badly I was embarrassed for them. The little belly-dancing girl was cute and didn't sing like a horde of locusts screeching across a verdant field.
Oh, how about this: my boss took me out to lunch again today! That's twice since Friday. Yay free grub ROCKS! We had Chili's today. It was crazy tasty.
Groovn-husband has been learning to scuba dive. Classes are 6pm to 9pm two days per week. That's two whole days I don't have to enter the kitchen after work (except to grab the kid something and well... she could stand to drop a few so do I really have to cook? I didn't think so) I decided to wait 2 more years until the child can scuba with me. -she has to be 10 years old-It'll be one of those mother-daughter Hallmarky moments. I'll show her how to clear her mask. She'll help me into my fins. Then we'll laugh at how chubby and flat-chested we look in wetsuits. Ya know, like, bonding. It'll be good.
One other thing that's good: diving burns an average of 800 calories per hour! Yeah baby YEAH!
Happy Wednesday **disclaimer: my daughter does not need to 'drop a few'. I was just trying to justify not feeding the kid tonight.