New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Thursday, July 15, 2004

Geez, it's like Christmas in July on here!  Blogger with their little gifts!  All these options!  My one complaint is that the color palette for the fonts doesn't have my favorite pink.  BAH!  Plus I know they are going to start charging in about five minutes.
 
Gert's coming over tomorrow to toddle down to Philly with me.  I am only a bit sad that I have to miss Sexy Carpenter Man when he comes to check out our deck & front stairs for an estimate.  Why so sexy?  Our friends recommended him and the husband of that couple told Gilly that his wife thinks he's so cute he makes her insert a characteristic of H2O.  UGH.  I never said everyone we knew was a class act.
 
I am thinking of leaving boudoir photos around to get the wheels greased if you know what I am.  I guess we'd have to take some now wouldn't we for that sort of thing to happen, huh?
 
Gilly once told me this thing about how it's really important for a woman to feel comfortable when she's getting in the mood and one good way to do that was to dress in a way that made her feel sexy.
 
So I said, "You know what that means don't you?"  and he said, "Yeah!  A French Maid outfit!"
 
And I said, "NOOOO!  Time for me to go shopping.  And by the way, a French Maid outfit is something that makes you feel sexy, not me!"
 
Anyway, I need to type up some briefing notes for Gilly because he can't remember what you call the thingies that I want on the sides of the front door. Those foreign things call side lights.
 
But back to Gert and Fountains of Wayne an Philly.  I have a very good example of how much I love that woman.  Back about three years ago, pre Swifty, Gert, G-Love, Gilly and I...OH MY GOODNESS all the nicknames start with with G!!!  Including Gimlet.  That's totally unintentional.  Anyway, we drove up to Maine for the 4th of July.  It was Gert and G-Love's first visit. We were going to stay at my mom's lake house and have a bit of a engagement get together for Gilly and I.
 
Well, insert one husband, one soon to be husband, one wife and one soon to be wife in ye old Pathfinder and what do you get?  A car loaded to the gills with CD's and awfully bad for your snacks.
 
So we're driving and driving or rather I was driving and everyone was appreciating my fine choice of music.  Well that was until Gert and I listened to "Pour Some Sugar on Me" five times in a row while swinging our hair around...then at one point I put started a Fountains album, and Gert says, "Is this that band you like so much?  They're kind of boring."
 
INSERT IMAGE OF STEAM POURING OUT OF MY EARS.
 
Luckily our love is strong and I've forgiven her.
 
And tomorrow we pogo with my summertime boys.


posted by JustKeepMum on 10:57 PM