I remember my best friend from high school, married in her early 20’s, talking about furnishings for her newlywed apartment. Another girlfriend was making casseroles for her boyfriend when she was going to be away at a candle convention. Who are these chicks, I thought? Sure we’re good friends but we have nothing in common, I considered. I had zero interest in picking out a loveseat. What Dave would eat while I was out-of-town never crossed my mind. Then I grew up, got married and produced two kids in three years. A neighbor’s granite countertop or brightly-colored flowers in a large pot now appeal to me. I talk about things like carpet cleaner and grass lengths in everday conversation. I am not a desperate housewife, I’m a wanna-be homemaker. Cooking and cleaning do not come naturally to me. Have I mentioned that? But I’ve made great strides in domesticity in such a short time. There is hope for my, and Dave’s, future.
Farrell’s Extreme Bodyshaping, Week 9: Today is my FUN DAY due to our live coverage from Dubuque. I can’t be around all that great festival food and not partake! But I am going in tomorrow for the “optional” resistance workout because I am dedicated.
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 12
This post was written by tthomas on July 3, 2009
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