Archive for July, 2006

Last night I went into my room to go to bed and discovered someone thought my Madagascar Dragon Tree was a litterbox, and knocked it over trying to use it.

Not.

But visiting BJ was.

We didn’t get nearly enough done this weekend, so Bly had to go to the other house to work today.

Doesn’t it make sense that if the business is going to be closed when you return the truck, they should mention that?

That’s all Bly owns, I swear.