Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
I'm very sore...
and here is the reason why. I was in the Grocery store yesterday. I didn't get a cart but just grabbed a basket like I always do. I had 2 half gallons of milk, a gallon of orange juice becasue it was on sale and I was heading for the laundry detergent isle. In the amount of time it takes you to blink your eyes once, I was on my ass. Someone had spilt some milk on the floor and I hit it fast and hit the floor even faster. These two old ladies saw me go down and ran to me. They asked if I was OK and I assured them that I was because I am a tough cookie. I asked if they would guard the spot until I got someone to clean them up because I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I tracked down a couple of employees that were standing together and asked them to send someone ovr to the area right away. I told them that they were lucky it was me that fell and not some older person because as hard as I hit the floor they could really get hurt. I had a feeling that I would feel it today and guess what. I do. I am so darn sore. It took me a long time to get out of bed. Hopefully tomorrow is better. Just call me Boom-boom. LOL
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I thought this was Annettes blog. Whats the deal.
i am being spammed to death and I'm getting really sick of this crap...I need a hacker to write a program for me....dang it.
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