Have you ever met someone who admitted to being a "young soul"? I haven't. Anyone who admits to having "that kind" of soul always says they are an old one. Is it that the young souls don't know they are young? Do they know it and don't want to admit it? Is it more popular to be an old one? What does it all mean anyway?
Felt quite sick yesterday and didn't do a darn thing. Sharky has to pick up an auto part this morning and he will go get me a newspaper (has 5 coupon inserts today!) while I drag the holiday boxes back out of the closet so we can pack up the holiday. Then, I have to go grocery shopping. Ick.
Sharky stayed up to watch the football game last night. Jaguars kicked Steeler butt AGAIN! Yippee! Unfortunately, that means we have to go up against the undefeated Patriots now. Got my fingers crossed!
Bear baked his first lasagna last night. Took him a lot longer than necessary, but it was worth it - so delicious! Mmm. We were supposed to save half for dinner tonight, but -oops- we ate it all up. *sigh*
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