Wayne got the whole package when he lassoed my heart and made me his girl for life. Not only am I the Martha Stewart of frozen pizza, I can know add putting up light fixtures to my repertoire of household skills. Knowing that it would take a long time (by long I mean 3-6 months) for this new light fixture to finally get installed by my husband who, by the way, does these types of things for a living, (ever heard of the shoemaker's wife who had no shoes?) I decided that surely a college educated woman could figure this out. 4 hours later waalaa-- I've never been so proud in all my life. Wayne was duly impressed, although he did turn down my gracious offer to become his assistant. Nobody suffered electrical burns, and so far, the house has not burned down.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
not just a pretty face
Posted by steph at 7:55 PM
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Looks great you wanna come to our house and do some of my honey-do list that I don't want to do! It's a big list & I don't want to do any of it.
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