i hurt myself
Written on 09 April 2004 at 11:57 a.m.

I am going to read at least 50 pages of my huge-arsed book today. I got done way early cause my supervisor had to go out of town so yeah. Productive I will be.

I burned the crap out of my poor finger yesterday heating some gravy up for Jason. Steam burn. My own stupid fault but OW. It is all blistered and there are pieces of skin scaling off. I know you wanted to hear that. Heh.

Um something else. It keeps raining and then not raining. I bet there are some rainbows if I would go watch for awhile.

My husband fixed his car himself and saved us a bunch of money and also he wore his car-fixing suit thing. You know those things that zip up and mechanics and whatnot wear them over their clothes so their clothes don't get dirty? I love that thing. He looks so delicious in it.

I need to start reading and sweep the floor. There are some dishes to finish but Jason will have to do those because OW my finger.

And then tonight church which is at 7:30? I need to check.

So yeah.

xoxo