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So I’ve tried my hand at gardening. . . over the past two weekends, Colin and I have pulled weeds, raked, mowed grass, trimmed edges and planted flowers. . . . .
I’m feeling all domestic. . . . .
yuck.
It is with great sadness that I learned last night of the death of Dr. Michael Galant - a Military Doctor who was serving in Iraq. He was killed in the line of duty when his convoy was destroyed by a road-side bomb.
Dr Gallant is survived by his wife, Dr Neela Rasgotra - an ER doctor at County General in Chicago and his parents. His father is an active serviceman.
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Michael was a character on ER, my favourite show. Every part of my being is embarrased about the fact that I was truly upset last night to learn of his death. Its a very sad state of affairs that this is how the war effects me.
It is truly amazing that I don’t think about the women and men serving across seas everyday.
I know I’ll think about it today.
RIP Micheal Gallant.
I bought some mini ice cream sandwiches this week.I got home after a long day at work, and a gruelling drive back to the burbs, low and behold the box of ice cream sandwiches has been opened.
Not one, not two, not even just six were gone. 11 out of the 12 in the box were gone.
Colin had eaten the whole box - minus that one - in a day!
I’m sure had I not come home when I did, he would have polished off the box! That made me grumpy.
Well, Colin in all his infinite wisdom took Marty out in the backyard to explore the jungle that is our lawn . . .
. . . no more than 30 seconds outside Marty had caught a bee.
Needless to say my poor little baby got stung, and now his paw is swollen like a thick hair mini elephant leg!
Poor Marty! No more playing with my pussy in the yard for Colin!
Colin went to Paris last week on business, as they were leaving he thought it would be a great idea to buy a ‘wheel of cheese’ this thing is like 6 inches thick, and 12 inches across, and filled with all of France’s different cheeses.
I figure there are 3 pounds of cheese. . . . .
I went to my fridge yesterday and the STENCH coming out of it was unbearable!!!
I told Colin something must be bad. . . he casually says ‘Nothing smells bad, thats just my Paris cheese’ . . . .
. . . .I’m gagging by this time. I swear my place smells like garbage right now.
Well, I guess I know where the expression ‘who cut the cheese’ came from. . . . .
I love to watch paintball, especially X Ball.
Ive always enjoyed the hooting and hollering of the stands, really makes the game feel electric.
Ive done my share of yelling profanities, screaming at refs, yelling at other spectators. . . .but one thing Id never stoop so low to is the false start.
When I was at the CXBL Eastern Conference 1st event, I witnessed numerous teams losing players to the false start. . . I asked the people in question not to do the false starts and I was told This is X Ball it doesnt fucking matter And I agree to a degree yelling and screaming during is fair game but the false starts. . .How un-sportsman like.
It made me very mad, so I told two people to fuck off. That made me feel better.
In my haste to get to work this morning I left the top cuboard door of my pantry open this morning. . . . . . .. .my crafty kitty Marty jumped up into the highest shelf he could, manouvered himself up two more shelves and helped himself to every bag and box on the top shelf of the pantry! There were ‘Uncle Ben’s Instant Rice’ packets all over my kitchen floor, thankfully Marty didn’t open any of them. The ‘best’ surprise was in my bedroom! He had taken 1 box of Kraft Dinner, 2 packages of Taco Seasoning, a sachet of salsa, 2 Knorr soup mixes and 6 boxes of Jello and laid them all neat on my bed! I guess its true, there is always room for Jello
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