Sunday, October 24, 2004

Drip, Drip, Drip ...

I have a leaky faucet.

I know that a nut or a bold needs to be tightened, but I don't know which one. I'll figure it out, I guess, but in the meantime - why is it that men have a gene that tells them how to fix a faucet, and women don't?

The wedding was beautiful. My brother started to cry when he saw his bride come down the aisle. She just beamed. I had on higher than normal heels (for six plus hours) and I ache all over today. The brick pillow and four hour drive home didn't help. Not to mention that I have to go to work tomorrow. Ugh. Is it Friday yet?

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