Wow. It’s been a full year since I posted. Well, if you remove the year altogether, I just posted yesterday…
Time flies when you’re ridiculously busy… though I can’t blame my inability to blog entirely on that alone. Part of it was laziness. And part of it was not being entirely sure of exactly what I wanted this blog to look like. I think I’ve figured it out now. I am not going to hold myself to ultra long entries or topics in one particular category.
This blog is called “HARPY”!
And I will use it to make comments on everyday occurrences in a way only a Harpy can do!
Muhuhuhuhahaha&whatnot!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
My Husband. For you, for free.
My husband is buying a boat.
He has now found one, but is now waiting for the cheque (of his savings$) to arrive from his investment company so that he can pay for it.
He is acting like an impatient, anxious, ranting, raving, 5 year old girl, complaining of feeling sick to his stomach.
Today, he called me 836, 567, 201 times. Okay, to be fair, perhaps it was not that many times. But it felt exactly like that many times.
He even went so far as to call my brother and ask him to go to our house and check the mail. Because that would make a difference. It might spontaneously ignite and be gone by the time I get home from work.
One husband. Working order. Had all shots. Free to anyone brave enough to take him.
He has now found one, but is now waiting for the cheque (of his savings$) to arrive from his investment company so that he can pay for it.
He is acting like an impatient, anxious, ranting, raving, 5 year old girl, complaining of feeling sick to his stomach.
Today, he called me 836, 567, 201 times. Okay, to be fair, perhaps it was not that many times. But it felt exactly like that many times.
He even went so far as to call my brother and ask him to go to our house and check the mail. Because that would make a difference. It might spontaneously ignite and be gone by the time I get home from work.
One husband. Working order. Had all shots. Free to anyone brave enough to take him.
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