Wednesday, August 16, 2006

And, then, he went to work again...

...and it was bad.

I still maintain that my husband holds the worst job of all time. Today, when BJ came home, his exact words were, "I drank too much water from the hose and nearly threw up." It just can't be a good day when your husband says that upon returning home from his job. Apparently, he nearly got dehydrated, and over did it with the hose. Poor guy.

P.S. I apologize for the unusually number of references to puking in my blog the past few days.

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