O Brother, Where Art Thou?

Going through some old photographs last night (part of the cleaning-up-the-basement project) and it hit me all over again how fast time goes. We all look different now. I found photos of me and M back when we were first dating. Here I thought he pretty much looked the same all these years, but nope, he’s aging right along with me. I was a lot thinner then, too, and I remember worrying about my weight back then. Some things never change. Now I’d kill to get back into those faded jeans.

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Running the Bases

Today started at 7 a.m. and is just now winding down. After mass, we packed up and headed to Busch Stadium. All three of us. For the very first time. That’s right: today was Zozo’s first Cardinals game.

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Be the change

Per the comment posted to my last entry: Martino! Finally! So I was all anxious to read your new blog, only to realize that you didn’t really write anything so much as fill out a giant survey that asked questions that I already know the answer to. You have one entry posted. One. C’mon, son, you’re gonna have to do better than that. Anyway, I’ve updated your link and added a couple others. I know, I know. It’s a shock that I do, indeed, have friends. One last request to Marty The Party (which is such a frat boy name): can you please archive your posts from Hanging By a Belief somewhere on your new blog? Because they are really good and I like ’em and don’t want to see them banished to a cyber wasteland.

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Pineapples and Robots

I don’t have much of anything really good to post, so I’ll take this opportunity to post some funny stories about Beans. This is in retaliation for her leaving my swimsuit picture up on her blog for waaaaaay too long.

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‘Nilla Puddin’

Life is good. Guuuuud. Steffi is back in the U.S. (we spent 1 hr. 30 min. on the phone tonight catching up), our power is still on, we balanced our budget for month-end July and M didn’t scowl at the computer screen and shake his head and I didn’t cry a single tear (wooo hooo! we made up $24!), Zozo went down like a dream (like she always does, awesome kid that she is), and now M is makin’ me some ‘nilla puddin’. I gots my cat sitting here and a glass of ice cold milk waiting. The air conditioner kicks on regularly, keeping our home at a comfortable 76 degrees. What could be better?!

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