today was the second day in a row that i have been stuck at home instead of trapped at work. why can't Six flags be indoors? and if it was, why can't i live within walking distance and be stuck there for a day and suddenly since there was hardly anyone there and we were all stuck inside, they'd run all the rides and give away drinks for free and the world would be a happy place full of "Tastes Great! Less Filling!" and i'd be HAPPY for a day?
yeah, i'm getting stir crazy.
last night for dinner we had a chili-cheese fest with frito pie, chili-cheese tots, chili-cheese wrap, chili-cheese this, chili-cheese that, chili-cheese drinks, chili-cheese desserts, and a chili-cheese movie - Charlie's Angels. it was a chili-cheese good time.
chili-cheese
speaking of chili (hot, spicy, delicious) and cheese (silly and wonderful) there is a call out to link to make Marn's husband, Paul, Mr. Wangitude. considering the smile on her face that has apparently been there for a quite few years (and we ALL know how fickle us women can be!) and the fact that she has to lift weights to stay in the shape required to beat back all the hoards of women who want him, i think he really deserves the title of Mr. Wangitude! i mean, he's tall, strong, handsome, and good with his hands . . . i'm drooling here! come one, just a link or two stating that Paul is Mr. Wangitude and he'll have it signed sealed and delivered in the hallowed pages of Google!
do it for Mr. Wangitude!
confessed on Wednesday, Feb. 26, 2003