7:46 a.m. I got in yesterday afternoon at 4pm. It was good to be home. Well, until my dad and my brother-in-law threw me in the pool. At least they were civilized about it...they let me take my watch and sunglasses off first. And I have to admit the cold water felt good after driving all day.
I am set up at an intersection this morning. The house I'm on is a corner lot. I actually know this area pretty well because I grew up here. This is a golf course neighborhood. You know...one of those neighborhoods where the houses are enormous but they are only 3 inches apart. One of those neighborhoods that was clearcut 10 years ago so the biggest trees around only have a trunk circumference about the size of my left bicep.
I am taking video of the Subject's wife. She opened the garage door a few minutes ago and is bending over digging in the trash. I think that maybe she lost something..threw something away that she didn't intend to. I wonder what she would think if she knew that somebody was videotaping her rear end right now?
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Oh ... and no one's butt looks good from that angle ... well except maybe Ms. Polly "brownie eating metabolism like a 12 year old boy" PI's bottom ... I'm still not over it. :)
(nothing "butt" love for you, Polly)
xo
*loves Punky a brownie*
My secret is a new diet I contracted in Puerto Rico. It's guaranteed to work wonders and you can eat whatever you want.
I think I'll wait and see how well that contracted diet works for you, Polly, before I try it out for myself. ;) Keep me posted. :)
Your "left bicep"? What? Your right one's a different size?
Polly: Sorry, I can't fit into this blouse.
Attendent: Hum, don't know if we carry that in the "larger-right-arm" size. I'll go in back to look.
DING DING DING!!!
Congratulations, Kibby! I was wondering how long it would take for somebody to comment on the left bicep thing...
You videotaped someone else's rear end. I'm beginning to think you like it...
Polly'sBoss: Does there appear to be an end in sight?
Polly: yes, I'm looking at one right now.
Polly'sBoss: Good. Are you sure there's plenty there to go on.
P: If she had to haul arse, she'd have to make two trips, sir.
Polly'sBoss Great! I was afraid after you being gone for a few days you might get a little behind in your work.
*groan*
Olga!!! You FINALLY posted!
You must be punished for telling the world that I burped, though. I am certain my image as a demure and delicate creature is ruined... (ahem)
Olga is an editor for a publishing house, by the way. I waited to tell her about my blog because I was afraid she'd critique a few posts and run out of ink in her evil red correction pen.
Be gentle, Olga.
Yes, I was afraid you might think that.
Also, just let me qualify that was the LAST TIME I ever burped.
In fact, I have had boyfriends I was with in long-term relationships who never even heard me tinkle, let alone burp.
Being thrown into a swimming pool sounds like a LOT of fun!
Wow! Most women can't hold it that long.
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