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From My Pad to Yours


Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Digging domesticity in the south.

I arrived in Augusta, GA just one day after then end of the Master’s Golf Tournament so everything had pretty much returned to normal. Apparently I JUST missed quite an event. Upon my arrival, I was immediately given a thorough sniffing by Belle and Luna, PaintingChef’s furry children. I guess they decided I wasn’t there to steal their food, hugs, or toys because they seemed to be fine with me so we sat down to hammer out some ground rules.

I spent most of the time I was there hanging out with PaintingChef and her husband, watching them cook dinner and harass each other. Those two are kind of crazy; you wouldn’t believe the things they find to talk about. I also watched PaintingChef throw some paint around. Believe it or not, she really does paint! I chilled with the dog on the bed during the day while the people were at work. In the evenings we would be outside in the yard watching the neighborhood kids play with Belle. They’re crazy about that dog for some reason. It was all very domestic and uneventful but sometimes that’s the good stuff.

I did take a ride down to the Augusta National where they have the Masters. We tried to stop and take a picture but were threatened with incarceration and I’m pretty sure there isn’t bail money in this box of mine. So we moved on.

PaintingChef can make a mean margarita and I definitely had my share of those. Wow...I sure do hope I’m 21...

Things got a little crazy around the house after I’d been there a week so I decided to hang around and make sure that everyone was going to be fine. You’d be amazed at the calming effects my snazzy leather jacket and fuzzy skin have on a crazy hormonal lady! And for my efforts, I was rewarded with a kicky flower lei. I look kind of hot in it if you must know...

But I’m now on my way to sunny California to see Jessica Mazie. I can’t wait!! Does she live close to Hollywood? I think I'd make a great movie star...
Charlotte in Pa, 12:24 PM


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