Just today, Josh commented how no one is doing anything on MySpace for about a week. Josh is in Texas. More specifically, in the apartment with Kris, the boys and me. He has lost a lot of weight in the past year. However, the way he's been eating, I don't see that lasting.
The Cub Scout campout was re-sceduled for this coming weekend. Alex is very excited about the whole thing. Fortunately, the weatherman predicts temps in the 70s. Hotdogs, s'mores, campfire...the smells I'll have to get out of my jeans. I've never been camping. The whole prospect makes me uneasy. Dirt. Mud. Other people's children. Yuck.
Alex has a week off for Thanksgiving. He has informed me that I need to get him an airline ticket and he'll drive back with us. Even though he spent most of the summer with Mama, he's just dying to get back there. I don't think Kris took the weekend off, so we may be taking 2 cars. Last year we showed up late Wednesday and left Friday morning. Bleah.
Someone asked why I don't put up ""a more appealing picture."" I'm not sure why. Truth in advertising, I suppose. Most days, I don't wear make-up. I live in jeans. Ponytails are easy. I'm not one of those girls who put up a touched-up glamour shot that's been photo-shopped to make her face look thinner in order to score hook ups and get 2,000 people on her friends list. My pics look like me. My friends are my friends and family...they know what I look like. Why pretend?
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