Keep Your Head Up...Moving On
I woke up this morning with a killer sore throat. If my voice is going to sound this raspy, I'd liked to had had the party night or concert to match my enthusiasm.
Wow. I put some mileage in the car.Fred and Ethel rode the wild pony.
Zach had his first experience of being teased.He and one other kid in his class are the last ones to drink a bottle of milk at night. Everyone else drinks water before they go to bed. He said they were all pointing and laughing at him. I knew that whole I'm sick business to stay home was a bunch of phonus balonus. Poor little guy.
The train ride was great. I finally put a dent in my reading for book club. I could not believe what a great job they've done with the old Cabrini area. Unreal.
I loved the meeting. Better late than pregnant I know. It was too funny.
I've forgotten how beautiful downtown is at night. I remember when the Botero exhibit was across the street. I was standing outside of the Chicago Cultural Center on Michigan Ave. side. waiting for B.J. It took me a few minutes to figure out that the people across the street were ice skating. I was so used the Gallery 37 location.
Once between classes I walked over and watched a couple get married on ice skates. This was a radio stunt sponsored by the Loop I think. It was a while ago.
In a random act of kindness, B.J. gave me a ride back home.We passed by the evil store that fired me. Boo. Hiss. As the unemployment rep. once told me after talking to my old bosses,Dewey, Cheat'em and How, when he tried to resolve why they refused to pay my unemployment. He knew they were bad news. The last time the hair stood back on the back of his neck the way it did was when he was in the Vietnam in the trenches with the enemy about to attack. Yes they were that creepy kids.
Wow. I put some mileage in the car.Fred and Ethel rode the wild pony.
Zach had his first experience of being teased.He and one other kid in his class are the last ones to drink a bottle of milk at night. Everyone else drinks water before they go to bed. He said they were all pointing and laughing at him. I knew that whole I'm sick business to stay home was a bunch of phonus balonus. Poor little guy.
The train ride was great. I finally put a dent in my reading for book club. I could not believe what a great job they've done with the old Cabrini area. Unreal.
I loved the meeting. Better late than pregnant I know. It was too funny.
I've forgotten how beautiful downtown is at night. I remember when the Botero exhibit was across the street. I was standing outside of the Chicago Cultural Center on Michigan Ave. side. waiting for B.J. It took me a few minutes to figure out that the people across the street were ice skating. I was so used the Gallery 37 location.
Once between classes I walked over and watched a couple get married on ice skates. This was a radio stunt sponsored by the Loop I think. It was a while ago.
In a random act of kindness, B.J. gave me a ride back home.We passed by the evil store that fired me. Boo. Hiss. As the unemployment rep. once told me after talking to my old bosses,Dewey, Cheat'em and How, when he tried to resolve why they refused to pay my unemployment. He knew they were bad news. The last time the hair stood back on the back of his neck the way it did was when he was in the Vietnam in the trenches with the enemy about to attack. Yes they were that creepy kids.
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