it has become one of the frequent things i hear my sister say. so today, i will blog what she has recently told me to blog. and really i have quite a lot to say....
i work in the Taylor World Outreach office. everyday the nice mail man, Paul, comes in and sings to me. Usually it's "just the two of us. oh just the two of us" because usually the office is empty besides me when he comes in. but yesterday it was "sara, sara....." and then of course he tells me of the weather that i am either missing or glad to be out of.
in 3rd grade i had to go to the bathroom....unforunately i was terrified of my teacher at that point, so i waited. and waited. and waited until i could wait anymore and i peed my pants in class. instead of then going to her and saying "i peed my pants" i sat there until lunch...luckily by that time they were dry.
and one more thing.....my boyfriend's dad (who is very nice....just a bit anal about keeping his things nice. okay really really anal) has a boat on a lake in Indiana. it is a nice boat and they let me go play up at the lake with them....you know tubing, skiing, wave-runnering, you know...lake stuff. but you can't get the boat wet. the inside of a boat is not made to get wet....only the outside. so, if you visit the lake, don't get the boat wet.
so there you have it. the latest of what liz has told me to blog.
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paul always comes by and talks to me too. he doesn't sing though. he usually talks about the cubs then talks in a weird voice to the fish in the tank by my desk.
definitely sounds like something Paul would do.
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