Monday, August 20, 2007

Like an apple on a tree, hiding out behind the leaves, I was difficult to reach, but you picked me.

I'm not afraid to admit that on my lethargic Monday night, I'm scanning the blogs of others out there in the land of web logs. You would be amazed by the sheer number of people who list in their interests, "spending time with my lovely hubby" or "hanging out with my husband-to-be." It challenges the stability of my stomach. I am temped to be envious, but then I think to myself, "They can't all really be that sickeningly happy, can they?" I mean, divorce rates are how high?

OK, so I just want to be that happy...

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