Pound, Pound, Pound

That is the sound I hear ALL.DAY.LONG.  The roof is literally being peeled off (it’s tin) and the Fix It Guys are replacing older joices with newer ones.  With every pound comes the rattle of my china, light fixtures, and pictures.  Luckily, the boys have become immune to the noise and our schedule has remained pretty much the same.

Thanks for all of the birthday wishes.  BP took me to dinner at Chile’s and then on to Target (doesn’t take much to please this chick).    He also provided the yummiest raspberry vanilla cake with Tinkerbell on top, per Frick’s request. That cake is currently adding pound, after pound, after pound to my waistline.  Yum-o.



4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Susan
    Jul 01, 2008 @ 22:09:52

    That does not sound like fun. Have another piece of cake. It will make you feel better! 🙂

  2. hyperactive lu
    Jul 01, 2008 @ 22:51:03

    Ha! We usually do dinner and a trip to Target for my birthday too! So funny! Well, glad you had a great day!

  3. Jenny
    Jul 01, 2008 @ 23:38:38

    Glad you had a great day!

    igoogle is going great! I’m just about ready to switch it to my homepage. thanks again for the link!

    PS~I tagged you for a meme today!

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