Yesterday, Hubs bashed his head on the bottom of the pool, and shortly afterwards, Isaiah cracked his on the edge of a desk. Hubs just looked dazed when he scrambled his brain, but Isaiah announced that he had brain damage.
Good times.
You know that old DeBeer's commercial, about buying an engagement ring, and how the standard 2 months salary could last forever? Considering what my husband made back then, ok. Considering what he makes now, I'm thinking upgrade. Does that make me shallow and materialistic? Maybe. But he brought it up. At first I said no. But now I'm thinking that over.....
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