Sunday,
27 August 2000
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We spent all day Saturday, literally, to finish power washing the deck. No
painting today, it is going to rain. I may paint the inside front door
this afternoon.
I fixed dinner and then relaxed watching the race. Bristol is my
favorite track and the race
was a good one as usual although I was not thrilled with the
winner.
Since Marcia has been talking
so much about her craft/ornament project, I have to tell a very funny
story on myself. Last year (before my diary page and the NetWidows
existed), Bob started posting funny pictures of Malcolm getting into
trouble as a small puppy. He will be a year old September 21. Bob
posted the picture of Malcolm getting into the toilet paper roll around
the first week of December, He was also constantly mentioning all the
things he was getting into on his diary pages. BTW, still have that
picture on my Border Collie page. The
next day or so I got a message from Marcia, who I did not
know at the time, that she almost fell off her chair laughing at Malcolm
getting into the toilet paper roll. I am not sure at that point if she
mentioned the ornament she was making for Malcolm or if it was another
message. At some point I got another message from her about sending me
something every small puppy needs to keep him out of trouble and so forth. HA, I forget
about the message from Marcia and (gasp!) thought it was SPAM from someone
trying to sell me something. I don't remember how the conversation came
up, but Bob mentioned something about Brian's
wife, Marcia and Christmas and ornaments, etc. I said to Bob, oh God.
I got a message from her and I thought it was SPAM. I was so embarrassed. Anyway,
Marcia sent Malcolm a cute ornament of a bell that I hung on the tree and
would ring if he tried to get it. I e-mailed her to tell her why I had never returned her
message and that I was not born in a barn without manners. Subsequently
we become great e-mail friends. I started my diary page January 1st of
this year simply because some of the other wives of the DayNotes
Gang were doing one and Bob encouraged me to start one. We are now all grouped together as the NetWidows
and I have met several other very nice wives of computer geeks. Marcia lives
out on the West coast and I live on the East, so we have never met in
person. Lots to do, better get started. Right in the middle of
writing this, Duncan barfed all over the floor. Never a dull minute around
here.
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