Sunday, January 10, 2010

I was just walking out the door when Michael called me to let me know that he was ok and on his way home; internal hemmoroids. Ouch. He might have today off as a result and if so, plans to come cuddle with me. Already bundled up I went out and got the mail and the paper bags we use to collect recyle ready plastic bottles. I talked to Michael for awhile and then planted stuff on my first farm; waiting a few mins for my 2nd farm to be ready then I'll harvest and plant that one. I've got "Battlefield" by Jordin Sparks stuck in my head.

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