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Saturday, July 23, 2005
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In Preparation for a Memorable Event
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Let me take time out for a moment while I'm alone here. My family has been preparing for a baby shower for my sister. It's been a suprisingly laid back preparation, at least, more so than most of our other get togethers.
Everybody has been busy doing something. James is our chosen videographer, assigned to capture Kodak moments with a Quasar. He's been charging batteries and testing tripods this morning.
Mom and James pulled in a little bit ago. They had made a last minute trip to the store. One of those I-can't-believe-today-of-all-days-we-run-out-of-coowhip-and-why-does-this-bike-race-have-to-be-on-the-same-road-as-me kind of shopping trips. I had to take a break from blogging to help get the food ready. My job while they were gone was to get the games ready. I'm so glad we have a nice video camera. These games are gonna be cool.
Mom has been doing everything today from laundry for James and I so we have some white shirts to wear next week to thawing out blueberries for a fruit salad to telling me very seriously "Don't open the freezer". I assume by that comment that she is concerned for my safety and that if I were to open said freezer, something is bound to submit to the laws of gravity, thus injuring someone's toes. :)
Hah! I am LOL listening to the conversation around me. James was doing dishes next to the bowl of blueberries. (That alone ought to tell you something.) He must have just finished because he came through the room where I am at the comp. Mom apparently noticed a deficiency in fruit supply. "Are you in my fruit?" she says.
"Not anymore." (He says this in a rather mumbling tone, as though he has not yet finished destroying the incriminating evidence.)
"James!"
It's getting quite busy around here just now. So I'll have to get off here and send an update later on today. |
posted by cori
7/23/2005 11:40:00 AM
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| Sounds like some kind of sports thing, but in reality, the ShugaBowl is just a little hideaway for me, Sugarcube herself, to let loose my thoughts and occasional creativeness. |
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