December 22, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
One thing: words from Bugaboo.
I didn’t get any sleep last night. Any guesses why? Anyone? Anyone? BUELLER?
Ok, maybe that’s two things. A decent amount of sleep on a regular basis and some words out of Bugaboo, so he can tell me why the f*ck he can’t sleep.
Wait, that’s three. Words out of Bugaboo, decent & regular sleep and for him to tell me why he can’t sleep.
Sigh. I need a vacation. A long one. By myself.
So that’s a vacation, words out of Bugaboo, decent & regular sleep and for him to tell me what his beef is.
Four. Four things. Ahem.
Well, since I’m adding things? A gym membership and a Digital SLR camera sure would be spiffy. And some hardwood floors throughout my house. The walls could use massive amounts of joint compound (and paint), there’s this thing about a deck that we still don’t have, an upgraded cellphone (qwerty keyboard, plz? kthxbai), a laptop that has keys that CANNOT be removed by Bugaboo, another dog (yes, I am insane), a new minivan (with leather seats. Easier to clean), a job that lets me stay home to pay for all this crap…
I could keep going. But there’s really only thing I want.