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Ladies Who Lunch ________________________________________________________________
Yes, I have become one of those annoying women who lunches. I plan a whole week around one lunch out with a friend. And I've been too busy to blog because I've been too busy lunching! The horror!

So I'll try and document the last few days bullet style! Fun, right?

  • Basement has been flooding with all this rassafrassing rain that stole the rest of what was left of our short summer.
  • Today the sun came out and it was a balmy 77 degrees. Right before it hailed at dinner time.
  • Riley was a bridesmaid in Michael's youngest sister's wedding last Saturday.
  • We came home (thank you painful sinus headache!) but she stayed to dance and party with all the cute Mormon boys.
  • Daddy was not pleased that she stayed late to dance with cute Mormon boys, because he didn't realize dancing with cute Mormon boys was on her agenda.
  • The cute boys weren't cute enough and she danced with her papa and new uncle instead.
  • That's her story and I'm choosing to believe it.
  • I have a brand spanking new sinus infection!
  • I've been out lunching all this week anyway!
  • Tomorrow, guys from church are coming over to help fix up our dilapidated garage which we are turning into a barn/boiler room.
  • I'm afraid of chickens, yet we're going to be adding them to our "barn".
  • I should be fine as long as I don't have to pick them up or come near their clawiness or peckiness. Or feathers. I'm allergic to feathers.
  • Goats are also on the agenda.
  • Michael wants to make cheese.
  • I love cheese!
  • I think I want to sneak off to the movies when the men for church are over here.
  • I wonder how I'll get away with that?
  • Michael's birthday is Saturday and I've yet to get him a single gift.
  • He won't tell me what he'd like for his birthday or even what kind of cake he wants.
  • Why are men so difficult?

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