Hey.
No hot water at my place. Somehow the gas bill was not paid. Surprisingly, I had nothing to do with it. No flakes here, boy! So, I called Cliff and he let me come over this morning to shower. Trish decided to shower at North Shore. Oy.
As I type this I am sitting in the Healy livingroom. Sofie is dancing. Cliff is trying to make yet another excuse as to why his young daughter is not wearing pants. He said something about "potty training" but I am not convinced. Wild living, I say.
Se y'all at the hospital!
Posted by tripp at April 21, 2005 07:10 AMOur Lady of Catalpaioch?
Posted by: justin at April 21, 2005 09:51 AMyikes, i never did the no pants thing, but did do the no shirt thing...something about being in 112 degree weather somewhere in the middle of tumbleweed west texas!
Posted by: robyn at April 21, 2005 12:55 PM