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Thursday, December 21, 2006


I had a hard time writing this post cos it means moving down the last post and that guy is just soooo sexy (fans self YET again). I think I'm in love.

So nothing's going on with me. Just been busy with the pre-holiday chaos. Hubby was home for the last three days and we bought the two youngest bunk beds. Rearranged their room, took stuff to Salvation Army, I cleaned house like a mad woman, and I made fudge that turned out like crap. I think I cooked it too hot, and it kinda scorched and it turned hard and crumbly. Yuck. Bye bye fudge.

Today I grocery shop (not looking forward to this), finish cleaning house, maybe even attempt to make another batch of fudge (fingers crossed). My parents are coming tomorrow and will be here through the 27th.

I have no words of wisdom, no fascinating stories. I apologize. I might write one more post before Christmas here but if I don't...