Baked Steelhead Trout
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Monday, February 25, 2008
It Was Not Supposed To Happen
It happened. I have an affliction. One I swore would never happen to me. I am a good girl. I plan. I prepare. But this little thing b____ slapped me upside the head. I was watching an old episode of "Dharma and Greg" with Dharma taking care of her new baby brother. I have baby fever. My baby is huge. He is ready to leave home and take a wife. I need a new one. I think I'll go have a drink until this feeling passes.
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WHAT?!? You have got to be kidding me!
OK. I will have to bring my four over for a play date. Maybe we can invite Christine and make it twelve. That should do the trick. Twelve kids, three moms, and a bottle of beer.
You're a freak! And I say that with all the love in my heart! I second Kary...maybe 12 kids would set you straight! Oh, and wait until he starts moving...and touching everything and following you all over the house...and....
...And making farting noises, and flushing things down the toilet, and peeing on the wall...and...
Blank stare. lol...
:) You KNOW I can't talk, so that's all I'll say. :)
Gulp...you are one special woman!
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