What I'm Reading This Week #37
Good mid(ish)- September Friday to you. I hope your week felt short and your flop sweat was minimal. We never seem to be rewarded with two cool weeks in a row so it was back to poopie temps and we'll be tipping 90 this weekend which I am none too pleased about. Once you throw me two 70's days in a row, it's time to retire the summer temps. Dems da rules. I got a few things done this week like steaming the curtains which made them drop about 1/2" but thankfully not drag the floor. I finally got the dead flat I ordered from some chick on Etsy after she sent me the wrong thing initially and it took two weeks to get the right thing. I don't know about you but if I sent someone the wrong thing initially and made them have to drive to the post office to return my mistake, I'd be refunding some money or expediting their shipping on the right box. So I've got my two coats on the newel post after doing a little touch up on a spot I didn't see originally....
I still love hearing you tell the fart story and I am also always happy to hear about how you have the distinguished role of first grandbaby. I honestly cannot think of anything personally that my own family would share about me other than my brothers (older brothers) always loving to make fun of the way I would beg for toys, as if that is all I did. Jealous!
ReplyDeleteI don't think I have any stories that get told about me, except maybe the source of my first name. I was supposed to be named Bronwyn after a character in a book, but my father misspelled it on my birth certificate and the error stuck.
ReplyDeleteBut I do have a few stories that I tell about a friend. There is the time she walking into a parking meter because she wasn't paying attention, long before there were smart phones. A few drinking stories with her, as she didn't handle alcohol well. The time she asked if we went to high school with Jimmy Hoffa. And the time that we went cow tipping and she fell/got stuck in manure.