this is worse than eating my homework
Belly's started eating the mail. Perhaps she's not getting enough exercise? Or enough kibble?
I don't have a mailbox at this house. It's a mail slot in the door, so the mail just falls to the living room floor every day and, because she can't bite the mailman's hand, she'll bite what falls from it. Yesterday I got a check in the mail and by the time I got home it had teeth marks in it. Luckily the teller at the bank didn't seem to notice or didn't care.
In other news, this year marks a ten-year milestone for me. It's your job to guess what that milestone is. If you persist, you'll get a response by email.*
*Becky, I know this is killing you.
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S&J's guesses:
1. Virginity recovery?
2. Sobriety? (okay, we know that's not it)
3. Adoption of first stuffed animal?
4. Spain?
5. Gave up on dream of becoming Victoria's Secret model?
6. Discovered the wonders of JJill?
7. First dream of owning a dog?
8. Imagined, someday, having a fabulous friend whose laugh is equally, well, raucous?
9. Left the convent?
10. Publication of first romance novel under pseudonym "Amelia L'Boudoir"
It's number 9. How did you ever guess?
SS almost got it with #8--only it's two fabulous fridns whose laughs are equally raucous! And yes, aero, this is most definitely killin me.
Started grading papers. Or teaching. Or first realized you were only ten years away from being the age of our Lord and Savior at the age of his death. Started undertanding the language of stuffed animals? That's probably my guess. I would try to come up with a list as good as Susan's, but sometimes it's best to know your personal limits.
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