She fought with the phone company and had her service shut off for a week.
She battled the bulge and lay on her closet floor sobbing when she could not fit into the size 8 jeans. Then she read the tag that read, boys.
She fought the passing of time by Indian leg wressling her kids. Not only did old man time kick her ass but the laws of physics as well.
She fought back the nausea as she cleaned the puppy poo off the carpet and ending up cleaning her bathroom as well.
She fought all common sense and bought her son a trumpet.
She fought the wolf away from her door by working a sixty hour week. Where she also fought authority.
She fought the urge to laugh out loud at her kids spring concert and ended up bawling instead.
She fought with her husband and will no longer call him Goat. I will however call him Goaty Mc Goat Goat, Crusty the Goat. Grizzle Goatypants. Dusty Goat Breath. Or Bill
She fought the urge once again to run off to a far away country but booked tickets to Helsinki in July.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
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3 comments:
I just want pics and video of the trip to live vicariously through you hehe.
Missed u btw..
He fights hard to come up with a reason why someone would wanna vacation in Helsinki - the only place colder than freakin’ Minnesota? Must be the vodka? The five star boiled cuisine? The endless mile after mile of frozen tundra? Or is it that Nordic thing, like more suicides per capita that just makes the old “I gotta go there” juices flow?
But what do I know? After all I’m the moron vegetarian that christmassed in Savannah Georgia where the only thang to eat was fried chicken and assorted bits of swine!
Happy trails!
Sounds like a helluva week and you deserve that holiday! :-)
Always, always admire how you come up with such a variety of ideas!!
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