(I had to tell George Clooney he can't come over anymore.)
It's true that I never seem to get much accomplished during the day. One of Steve's first days home he had worked out at the gym, went grocery shopping, chipped ice off the driveway, sorted through emails, paid the bills, walked the dog, and then said, "Ok, now what do I do?" It was 9 a.m.
Golf season is on it's way!
CONGRATULATIONS, STEVE!!! THANKS FOR ALL THE YEARS OF HARD WORK. WELCOME HOME!!!
THEN:
thanks for the blog, too. I read some of the older ones as well, very funny! Janice
ReplyDeletegreat story and pictures! I love it! Dianne C
ReplyDeleteI am looking for some on-call stockroom help at jcpenney...best $8 an hour job in town...tell him though we don't pay mileage to Bemidji. Mike Beard
ReplyDeleteJana, you better get out of the house and come visit me. Jean K.
ReplyDeleteWay to go Steve! Mary Catherine
ReplyDeletePlease tell him CONGRATS!! Penny
ReplyDeleteCongrats Steve! Jon is jealous!!! Karen W.
ReplyDeleteLoved the blog. Those little guys are adorable. Carole
ReplyDeletehilarious ! Jackie L
ReplyDeleteGeorge will just have to visit me instead.
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