On a good day, it's surprising that I don't have more callouses on my feet from dragging them so much. Took me forever to get my black belt, I'm still working on finishing my college degree, I was 40 when I finally decided to get married. So of course I waited until I'm approaching my mid-40's to have our first kid. And I want to tell you about it. Interested?
Friday, December 29, 2006
WATCHED!
Photo by RSvP, Christmas 2006. My "Wonder Woman" pose. And here you thought I only dug Spider-Man.
Well campers. There 'tis. Two clicking, ticking, fix...ing, er, "ed" watches. Dorajar conspired with RSvP to appropriate my watches from my nightstand (I can see the poor thing now. Digging through passports, old b'day cards, cufflinks, tarot cards, action figures, and expired prophylactics. In my mind, it was probably akin to Willie Scott digging through the creepy bugs in "Temple of Doom" to find the fulcrum switch to save Short Round and Indiana Jones from being crushed and impaled)
So yeah. I can tell time. And oddly enough, the Fossil watch (silver) is a lil' looser than when I first got it.
Thanks guys. That's one of my most meaningful gifts evah.
xo
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