Jan is my very good friend. There are not many people that will go to a movie with you even when they will know it is a bad movie. Or will just go to the theater and see what movie is playing next. If it is an exceptionally bad movie "poop" gets inserted into the title. Such as "Poop Floats, Random Poop, and Poop House."
We have been known to drive around and change the names of streets to things that have a sexual connotation. My favorite has always been Ripple Wood Drive changed to Nipple Wood Drive.
So people probably would not put us in the category of great intellect - more likely the easily entertained.
Jan is my friend, and I was not able to bring her with me when I moved to Memphis.
Jan is my friend, and she calls me 3-4 times a week when she is on her way home from work. And we have our completely random conversations about the dogs, bad drives, what I am making for dinner, what book we are reading or other goofy thing that has happen during the day.
Jan is my friend, and I don't tell her how much I miss her. But, I do.
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I don't know whether to get ebarrassed, laugh, or cry....so I'll just do all three. I miss you too!
BTW - I've noticed that Toby, although he'd like to shred the mailman, could care less about the garbage man. I have two theories on that....(1) he feel important to have his "garbage" removed by humans, or....(2) they don't come far enough on the property.
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