I pushed my sister backwards off a church railing.  It was hilarious, but only because she didn't get hurt.  Jen maybe didn't think so though.
I got pm off last minute today.  So I hit our second-hand best-in-Canada place and bought food.  I love buying food.  Maybe someday it'll become a chore.  But for now I may as well enjoy it.  Plus, it's nice to come home and actually have choices when I open the fridge.
I couldn't do the lever on the tractor one day.  I was mad, and muttered for two days about how I hated being a girl.  But it ran like a hot knife through butter then next time, so I felt better.
I am the owner of a pearl necklace.  When I dress-up (once/twice a year), I prefer funky.  But what girl wouldn't want to own pearls once in her life?  Now I can pair it with my high class fur coat.  I kid you not on either count.
I am going to be working very long(12-14) days over harvest.  Probably.  Tractor work.  Whoo hoo.  Beach babes, your tans will be nothing.  I will be a heavy competitor in most-likely-to-develop-skin-cancer section.
I am reading Wodehouse on Crime.  I can't help but think Wodehouse on Crack.  But he has a, umm, unique writing style.  And I have been forced to laugh out loud on several counts.
I wish I had a life.
 
 
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