Wow, that was a rant. I went on another one yesterday when Jeff asked me if I was going to take the rose bush stems I'd rooted to Barbara. I said, "Hell no, they're moving. I'll take them to her with a white hood." He just said, "OK, I'll give them to my boss's wife." He's learned to just let me get it out of my system and not take offense. Good thing, that. I guess that explains our almost 11 years of marriage.

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So, my old high school buddy and I went to lunch and shopping Saturday. It was fun. We ended up having some heavy conversation topics - Andrea Yates, alcoholic/abusive fathers/boyfriends, the 10 year high school reunion. Well, okay, that's not exactly a heavy topic. We did decide to go together. I had told her I was not making Jeff go, but she really wanted her husband to go with her. She decided to let him off the hook and go with me. We agreed that we really didn't want to talk to anybody, but just sit back and watch people. Why talk to these people who we didn't even like in high school? We're probably going to shop for what to wear together, too. She used to do fundraising for Cystic Fibrosis, so she knows what is acceptable better than I would. I'm not that comfortable in dresses, so I think I'll just wear some nice black pants and a fancy tank top or sleeveless shirt. Gotta show off the tattoo, you know.

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