Sunday, August 08, 2004

thanks everyone, thone.

thanks for coming to my barbie Q. oooh, that would have been fun, to roast barbies, but then we would have had to buy them, and it would probably do damage to my barbeque, and stink. so i guess it would have been less fun than first thought.

anyway, thanks for coming. the hightlights being toren eating that mustard, the success of martha's recipes, and everyone's yummy yummy food. and of course the fun fireworks, that did not involve keysearching. (this would be a different keysearching than the one that took place last week). three people got their hair did. so it almost became a hair party, but it's always a hair party with lola and me.

oh, we also played sumpermario party last night. without janet and brian, because they took too long. in any case, a 60% truth is that it was a very close game.

i'm so tired, cause heath kept me up til after 5, girltalking. :o) (i am but an innocent). and then (what with being a mom and all) she had to go to the skytrain to get to scurvey in the AM. word on the street is she got on the wrong train and did a loop. i guess i should have warned her. *blush* in my defense, for a hick, she did seem like she knew what she was doing!

before we left, i felt it necessary to give ian a wake up call. part of the reason is that when i wake up (especially if i'm super tired, but have to get up, or if there's a sleep over involved) i feel that it's important to be buggy. as heather was already getting ready and was awake, etc. ian was the obvious choice. i think he likes me to wake him up with a giggling phone call. secretly, i'm sure he wishes i would call him every morning and wake him up with such comments as: whatcha doin? and i'm BUGGY! *giggle giggle*. although, he did say he would call me back and that was a few hours ago.

and then danielle called me, when i was going to call her. weird. wuuurd.

i bought cobs bread this morning. and i've eaten 3 pieces. 3 glorious, delicious, toasted pieces. it's a good thing. lola, there's plenty of bum to go around now.


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