Well for those of you who know me...this will come as no surprise.
I decided to take a little detour yesterday on my way home from work to visit Chris (boyfriend) at work. Well when I pulled up he was no where to be seen, so I parked on the opposite side of the road to avoid getting the "tires" dirty on the SUV. So I get out and walk over towards the house and start calling out to him. I can hear that they are working on the second floor towards the back (they build houses). Because of all the noise he still can't hear me. I figure I gotta get closer perhaps then he will be able to hear me better. After an inspection of the area I notice that there's a whole lot of dirt and nowhere to walk. But obviously they had to walk to the house somehow so I figured it couldn't be all that bad. I take notice to a piece of plywood on the ground just 2 steps away. So I jump in the mud and then unto the plywood. It was alot muddier then I thought and my shoes where a mess. I keep calling out to Chris and finally he comes to the front of the house to talk to me. When I get ready to leave....I jump back into the mud and my foot gets stuck, I haven't moved my other foot at this point so I try to get back onto the plywood. My foot comes back without the shoe. I lose my balance and step into the mud. A guy driving a tractor drives by at this exact moment to see all of this happening. He's laughing his head off at me. I'm blood red by this time ..... I get the shoe free and my muddy foot back into it and attempt once more to get across. This time the other shoe gets suck in the mud and I step once again into the mud in my sockfeet. At this time i'm covered up to my ankles in mud. It took me a couple of minutes to free my shoes and get over to the truck. I had to strip off my shoes, socks and roll up my pants and drive home barefoot. Can you imagine explaining this story to the cops if I got pulled over!!!! Luckily I made it home and into the house without anyone else noticing.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
New Year's Eve



Christmas Morning


I had a hard time sleeping....I'm worst then a youngster. I first woke up around 7 and thought about nudging Chris awake but decided that it was probably better if I went back to sleep, the next time I woke it was 8:30, I just couldn't wait any longer. Chris was pretty good though, he just said..."already". I think he was secretly excited as I was, but he just won't admit it.
I got lots of really cool things...pretty much everything on my list (see below). It was another great Christmas considering I was away from my parents and family. But at least I got to talk to them all on the phone.
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