And I still didn't get some of the more thoughtful posts posted this week. Sheesh. You all are going to think I've begun to morph into Paris Hilton or something.
So, what does everyone have planned for the weekend?
I have about four articles left to write before Sunday at 7am (no problem). Today, B and I will be venturing out for some errand running--a new filter for the pond from Lowe's, some jeans for him, some bottled water and canned drinks from the hell that is Wal-Mart on NC's tax-free weekend (pray for our souls).
When we get home from town, he'll be working on our storage building, aka, "the man room," and I'll be straightening the house. "Andi, why are you conforming to such restricted gender roles?" you might ask. Well, quite simply, I don't like getting hot and sweaty (outside the house). So, it works out nicely that I stay in and wash dishes.
Random question of the day: Why, oh why, does Fergie wear that awful black hat in the "Big Girls Don't Cry" video? Oh well, I suppose it's better than pissing herself on stage.
It's been a slow reading week, but that's to be expected after last week's four books. While I'm enjoying The Dying Animal velly velly mush, I'm more involved in writing my own. B asked last night if he was going to be able to retire soon. I told him it might take until the second book. The first one is for my student loans.