AmyD. | January 31, 2007
I was flipping through a catalog the other day and came across a treadmill with no motor. “Set YOUR own pace” or something like that. It got me thinking. Holy crap, what a joke! You know what MY pace is? Standing still. I don’t like bouncing around, I’m not big on sweating, and I’m not [...]
AmyD. | January 30, 2007
5:17 – woke up to infomercial with Willard Scott, realized why I had been dreaming about Perry Como and Doris Day serenading me. It was a 50′s music CD set. Had “Que Sera Sera” stuck in my head for the remainder of the day. 5:27 – Listened to Mike grumble about having a pounding headache [...]
AmyD. | January 29, 2007
(tell me that isn’t original, Avi.) Ahhh, the saga of the Future Darwin Award Winners continues. AKA, the Cul-de-Sac Clique has a problem. Yep, the Stepford like clique that resides in the cul-de-sac seems to have a deformity. The house in the center of the cul-de-sac (I hope I don’t have to write that AGAIN [...]
AmyD. | January 26, 2007
AKA… The Lengths to Which I Will Go (Bordering on Stalking) In Order To Make A Point Happy Birthday, Avi on this most wonderful day. A day reserved for only the most brilliant people to enter the world. Given your love of bacon cheeseburgers (and what burger is complete without bacon and cheese?), dislike of [...]
AmyD. | January 25, 2007
Yesterday I got my hair cut. I like it, it’s a fun, simple bob. Shorter than the last time I had it cut. On the way home the following conversation took place: Me: So you don’t like my hair? Mike: I never said that! I said I LIKED your hair. I feel like you ask [...]
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