Tonight, the husband and I were driving. We were on our way to his weekly bicycle criterion race when he turned to me and said, "when I dropped you off at the airport last Thursday, all I could think of was how much it sucked . . . . I thought . . . . I'd really miss her if something happened. What would I do? Who would love me as much as she loves me?"
All I could think of was how lucky I was to have him too.
All I could think of was how lucky I was to have him too.
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nice blog
Lovely spam all blog spots, if that even is your real name.
Aw. Man. I've been spammed. Ew.
Ew, Spam. Quick! Get the Lysol!
Don't worry, I flagged his blog, that oughta, uh, do something.
Cockroaches.
Ian - how does that happen when you have 'word verification'? Thanks for flagging it. I can't even get its link to work. . .
How sweet!!! :)
It's some loser who does it manually I guess. Or employs a bunch of people in China for 2 cents a week to do it manually.
Now that I've cleaned up the jealousy barf over here, I can comment:
Awwwwww!
Where'd you go?
If she's gone for good, I suspect the (Tanning) Butler did it.
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