Don't judge the pan or the spatula . . . they
were both my Gram's and make THE
best cakes and brownies e.v.e.r.
So, getting the wisdom teeth out has
proven to kick our behinds a bit
more than we had remembered from
both Tim and Zach. I guess we tend
to want to forget these things. Now that
we have most definitely turned the
corner, the blur of the past five
days have gone down something
like this:
*tons of brownies
*watching tons of The Office
*tons and tons of ice
*tons of macaroni and cheese
*runs to Taco Bell for pintos
and cheese . . . lots of them!
*tiny bits of homemade calzones
*more Office
*changing and washing sheets
*detailing the truck
(from the fun we had on the
way home from the wisdom
teeth . . . )
*watching the Olympics
*more changing and washing
sheets
*more Office
. . . You can see where all of this
is leading . . . We are thrilled
beyond belief that we may actually
be getting a breath of fresh air
and blowing this popstand tomorrow.
Running to Walmart is looking like
an exciting possibility.
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