So within 30 minutes of me posting the latest Terra story, one of our landlords called me at my office from Hawaii.
He NEVER calls me at work. And they've been gone a entire freakin' week & have only called me once (in the evening when we were at home).
No, he didn't read my blog (thank goodness!), but was just calling to see how things were going.
I simultaneously wanted to burst out laughing, tell him the story to embarass him, jump up and down doing the Ew-ew-ew! Dance™, and throw up the popcorn I had just eaten for lunch (shush about my popcorn meals. Today was the last of them, I mean it.).
But I just smiled sweetly and said everything and everyone was fine.
But Michael was convinced that they got wind of my blog. (And for the record, I said no such things about my pussy. Michael, you are a very bad, bad boy!)
Posted by jozjozjoz at September 5, 2003 04:24 PM
OMG!
What if he could see your blog.
The horror!
Posted by: Jen at September 6, 2003 05:40 AM