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Even From Afar (Round 19)

This week, a slight diversion from the regular format. Mostly because I was not a diligent scribe throughout the week. But still funny, and still true to Nadine's life with me.


Today, I'm minding my business at work, and get this text:

her: Eharmony is free all November. I dare you.... :)


So I respond:

me: I'm in. Also, I am not going to survive today. C is.... not listening well. Sigh.

her: Yuck. Three-hour timeout. That would be my call :)

me: The threat of losing a playdate is hardly working. And I WANT the playdate to happen.

her: There should be boarding school for toddlers.

me: I AM the boarding school equivalent.

her: Oh. Right. Note to self: hire a nanny when terrible twos/threes arrive.

me: I will, I think. At least part-time. Note to self - start saving for a nanny.

her: Last night The Boy threatened me with the idea of having ten boys. Um... I would pull out every strand of hair on my head. And then I would become a truck driver and leave him alone with the kids for days at a time.

me: That is a brilliant idea. Although, I'm not sure if he can really get ten boys without your okay...

her: He had a twins/triplets strategy so they would all be close in age. My strategy would involve tubes being tied.

me: I think I'm just going to post this conversation on my blog tonight.

her: You bring out the most random conversations in me. Even when we're not in the same room.
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  1. Ariana7:27 PM

    I... can't quite catch the Salt 'n Pepa reference. But I appreciate it all the same.

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  2. afro-chick10:58 PM

    this is like the perfect bed time story.

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  3. Beth7:53 PM

    ariana - "mindin my business" is what i used to hear for the line "my niece my witness" and now whenever i say "minding my business" i hear this song :)

    afro-chick - so glad! hope it helped you sleep well :)

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