Monday, November 16, 2009

Three Sets of Three Sentences

Tonight I had the privilege of digging a booger the size of Montana out of a squalling 11-month-old's nose. I would have left it, but it was slowly smothering her. This is the life of glamour that I lead.


We met with a financial advisor today to talk about life insurance and retirement savings and what we'd need to save in order to put just one child through college. College will cost a lot in twenty years. Perhaps Magnolia should be an only child.


I don't mind this kind of weather, particularly if I can stay in my own house and just glimpse it through the windows. There's nothing better than being cozy in a little house and baking brownies. Okay, wait, maybe eating those brownies is better.

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