November 28, 2003

• wicked, wicked wind storm last night.  Rather terrifying somehow.  Zeria and I spent the night cuddled in bed wishing daddy was home to "protect" us from all the nasty sounds coming outside.  The highlight being when a transformer or something blew and sounded like a shot-gun going off.  freaky.

  
  

  Oh and in  regards to comments from the last blog.  *giggles*

  
  

  Kayte,  I want to hide from my kids right now!  Forget waiting 20 years when they come with spouses and grandkids.  And oh dear...I think I'll go hide now.

  
  

  Wommie;  Yup  chocolate cake is supposed to be sweet.  *giggles hysterically*         But you know there's sweet, and sweet.  And the whole conversation was retarded anyhow to put it lightly.  

  
  

  My sis will just not admit defeat these days.  I love her I do.  And she has become my best friend.  But in big crowds of family,  I think I'll just hide.  Would have gone and played puter, but they were both occupied.  *snicker*

  
  

  Okies,  dh is home, so I'm gonna go sleep, and then he is.  And the wind is stilllllllll howling. 

  
  

  Missing Jen.  Must wake up a charrie or two to play with somebody besides her, or its gonna be a long weekend!

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