Saturday, August 13, 2005

Dashing out to my massage therapy appointment. I have a list of groceries to buy and a nice juicy steak for a BBQ at [P]'s house. Im dragging my hell spawn with me and hopefully she will get really tuckered out and go to sleep and not steal my bed in the middle of the night. Nothing worse than getting beat up all night by my offspring no matter how cute. So i might bring my guitar along and drink some beers at the BBQ. Nice day for it, hope everyone is having a nice weekend.


The Lazy Iguana said...

Sounds like a plan to me! Steak BBQ and beer? Can never go wrong with a plan like that.

Anonymous said...

i want a massage therapy appt too! how'd u score that? or r u actually paying for it yourself? if so....i get nothing.