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Spawn bonding

Amazing as it may seem, for the past couple of days and nights, my spawn has not only been sweet (and cuddly!!), but has participated in helping me cook, watching a movie with me and the unfathomable: shopping.

We both hate shopping. Why we went is still a mystery (well, VS has great pajamas, yo), but we survived with a new book and dress for which she paid. DRESS. SHOPPING. WE NEVER DO DRESSES OR SHOPPING. I wear suits, but there's a huge difference between a dress and a suit. Ask any man (although I think men like suits better; sexier in a business-like way). :>

Keyboards on laptops are fixed, as is my car. The work done on my car would've cost me thousands had my high school buddy not intervened and manned up to do the job. I'm planning a reunion trip with some high school pals for a sojourn to Shakey's in Auburn. Not the same as the old one in Birmingham, but it should be fun just seeing them again. After spending all those years in the military, I'd forgotten most of my high school friends.

Benjamin Button was great. A little long with too many gratuitous scenes, but great nonetheless. There should've been some intermission. :D

I believe the spawnlette's worse half is coming to spend the night. If they think I'm cooking, they gotta whole 'nother think comin'.

And that's that.

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xvfui
Dec. 30th, 2008 07:28 pm (UTC)
On Christmas eve, it's usually me and 57385729385 men out shopping;

I discovered a way around this: If yu're too poor to get anyone anything, you either make it all at home, or you don't give anyone presents. Either way, you don't have to shop. On the other hand, you DO have to be desperately poor.And that takes a lot of the fun out.
none_too_subtle
Dec. 30th, 2008 07:29 pm (UTC)
Only my spawn was taken care of this year, due to pending payables. Ugh. No fun in those, either.

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