Don't Let Me Watch Your Kids

and give it up for another Cute Single Boy of the Week

We’ve got a forum topic going on disgusting things you’ve found in someone’s house, and it brought back a terrible memory of the Last Time Pamie Ever Really Considered Baby-sitting As a Form of Income.

First of all, I should explain that I was never really a good baby-sitter to begin with. Terrible. Awful. Your kid cries, I start crying. It just happens. The two of us will sit there all day long crying while you’re out and when you come back I give you a wet, sobby baby and I whimper as I take the ten dollars from your hand and I leave and hopefully never return.

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Let the Birthday Week celebrations begin!

and welcome the Cute Single Boy of the Week

So, I made it. I’m twenty-five. Mom called to rub it in. Thanks, Ma.

I’m celebrating with an all-day meeting at work. whoo-hoo. Tonight, Eric is taking me out to dinner, as it is also our three-year anniversary.

Three years. Lots of laughs. Lots of memories. Lots of stories and secrets shared. Lots of love. It seems like it just started, and it seems like I’ve known him forever. My best friend. (Baby, I know you can do anything. Be brilliant. I love you.)

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things i'd rather be doing today

and introducing the cute single boy of the week

  • eating ice cream.
  • feeding someone ice cream.
  • getting a pedicure.
  • getting a haircut.
  • letting someone wash my hair.
  • taking a really long nap followed by a really good stretch. The kind where your toes touch one end of the bed and your fingertips touch the other. (I’m short, okay?)
  • making chocolate chip cookies for other people.
  • shopping for new clothes.
  • drive for a very long time to a place i’ve never been before.
  • dancing.
  • sitting on my porch with a pack of cigarettes, a bottle of red wine and a telephone.
  • being by my mother’s side when she needs me.
  • taking my sister to an amusement park.
  • pulling out my skateboard and seeing if I can still railslide.
  • getting breakfast at Kerbey Lane Cafe.
  • playing fetch with my parents’ dog.
  • making a mix tape.
  • writing a book.
  • making eric cancel his rehearsal and go swimming with me.
  • having lunch with David Sedaris.
  • getting people to adopt stray animals.
  • seeing an old elementary school to see if it still looks scary.
  • taking pictures of my friends.
  • painting.
  • getting a very large alamocha and a friend and just sitting still while people rush past us.
  • buying a passport.
  • buying a new car.
  • donating my old clothes.
  • buying a bowler hat for Cal.
  • playing softball.
  • swinging.
  • having drinks on the patio at Iron Cactus.
  • playing a bunch of video games. beat boys who think i’m just a gurl.
  • planning my next vacation.
  • reading a really good book.
  • taking a bath.

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