The Big Dog is with his Dad at the lake doing Memorial things that involve boats and jet skis and Mr. Man is being crippled. What else is a girl to do but as much of nothing as she can legally get away with? I have actually resorted to filling my computer with even more music from old CD's I forgot I even owned. I seriously have a music problem for which I should probably see someone professionally.
As I'm busy doing nothing on my computer, feel free to read Plastic Flowers & Bundt Cakes, my Memorial Day post from way back in 2005.
Or not.
What am I listening to?
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2 comments:
Professional help is good ... as long as you're not seeing Yanni for professional help.
True that, Jami.
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