Not much is happening here in the City by the Bay. We are back to work and in the full swing of things once again, but I am afraid my vacation head still remains a bit cloudy. Clearly, P. has been easing himself back into the work week as well, since I thought I woke up next to Grizzly Adams the other day. At first, I thought he was supporting the writer's strike, or perhaps channeling his inner Chuck Norris, but alas, he just didn't feel like shaving. When I was a kid I bet my Dad $100 bucks that I would never marry a man that had a beard. Peter's still looks a little spotty, so I don't really think it counts. Also to note, although our hygiene remains questionable, (as I type this at 2 pm, I have not yet showered) we have had a home cooked meal everyday this week. There has been freezing, defrosting, and then refreezing involved and it has been deelish! Operation frozen food 2008 has been officially kicked off with a bang!
5 comments:
Not showered by 2pm??? Speak for yourself. You're a sick animal. I was wondering where that smell was emanating from.
Who are you, Tom Brady?
So...are you going to send your dad $100?
Like I said, it looks a little spotty, so I don't think it counts. I guess I will have to check on the ruling with my Dad.
I just love it. I want you unshaven and a dead ringer for Santa until next julafton. Beard on!
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