I'd just like to make a public apology to my husband (and why, I'm not sure- the man has only the haziest idea of what a blog is, due to the fact that he actually LIVES his life) and say that he has been working like a dog all weekend at the island. This work involves chopping hundreds of roots out of a septic tank.
This does not sound like fun at all and once again I have to say- Honey! you the man!
Divine Ms. M.:
ReplyDeleteGotta love them fellers that chops them roots outta them septic tanks/sewer lines ...
I hear ya, girlfriend! I'm the choir!
BFF,
Miss T
And he still managed to find the time to catch a few fish to grill for lunch.
ReplyDeleteDon't you just love a real man, Miss T?
Ms. M.,
ReplyDeleteWell, now, depends on where he caught them fish from.
Where'd he find them fish?
Hehehe
BFF,
Miss T
He claims he found the fish lurking in the bay. I was not personally there. He also claims he cooked the fish with tomatoes, garlic, and onions. Again, I was not personally there. If this is true, though, I am doubly impressed.
ReplyDeleteDog Island property and a Mini Coop... you are sound so familiar... hummmm....
ReplyDeleteAmple- do we KNOW each other? Or are we just supposed to?
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