Monday, January 20, 2003
at 7:12 AMA Flatbed Truck
The Father shall return from work around noon. He assured me he would purchase some magical product to glue the loose part of my left boot back together. It flops around and makes a clunky noise as I walk. Anyhow, I cannot wear those boots to work until they are repaired.
I am babysitting Chandler again. He and Mr. Ed are upstairs, playing Legos as usual. The Mongoloid and The Minibitch retreated to their respective bedrooms.
But Bullet loves me. He curled up next to the computer chair. The sneaky little mutt slept on the loveseat last night. I never knew him to do that before; I suppose the study gets too cold for him.
