Day Of Desperate Housewife
What a relaxing weekend. The Boy spent Friday and Saturday night with his father. That meant I had all of Saturday to do just as I pleased. It turned out to be a gray, rainy day, which I happen to enjoy very much, especially if I can spend it lying on the couch reading, drinking tea, eating chocolates, and napping. And that's exactly what I did.
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Is that a milkbone is his pocket or is he just happy to see me?
Sounds like a perfect day!
I'm a Lou Reed Perfect Day type of person myself:
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Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
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But, then again, I don't have a two- year-old. :-( I think I would much rather have a two-year-old.
You need a cat!
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