Nothing important anyway.
Some might say that's not unusual.
I decided that I should write something, since I checked my feed and I can see that a few people have been visiting my blog (no, I don't know who you are, just what city you are in), so there are actually people expecting something from me, and I'd hate to disappoint.
Speaking of not knowing who you are, does the person from the city that I live in want to raise their hand? I only know of one resident of this city who reads this, and she has a subscription so probably never actually visits the blog page. I figure this other person must be someone I know, and I'm very curious about who else is bored enough to read this garbage regularly.
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I have
this obsession with my feet being perfect. I have to get a pedicure at least once a month, but preferably every 2 weeks if I can find the time. So I'm pretty upset that right now, I have 7-eleven feet. Meaning that the bottoms of them are black. No, I have not been running around outside barefooted. I wore flip-flops to the beach, and they got wet. The shoes are brown, and when I wore them wet, somehow it stained the bottom of my feet. Really, it's not dirt. I have showered a couple of times and even scrubbed my feet with bleach. It will not come off. So what the hell was on these shoes that stained my feet?
Hopefully, I can get rid of this problem soon, or I might have to move to a trailer park.
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Captain Chaos has been fishing a few times over the past week, and he's almost as addicted as his daddy. He knows how to tell if he has a fish on the line by watching the bobber. He even caught a snook the other day, after only fishing 2 times.
Tonight, we asked him what happens when the bobber goes down under the water, and his answer was, "A snook comes up!" That's pretty funny if you know anything about fishing, because a snook is not the easiest fish to catch. So he's got a positive attitude. Either that, or he's practicing for a future of telling a lot of fish stories.
Monday, April 21, 2008
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3 comments:
lol I just love little kids! They say such cute things.
Do you think the Captain will take ME fishing when I get there. I LIKE to fish AND catch. :)
Dear Mrs. Blackfoot,
I am raising my hand as a fan of your writing all the way from Germany. I enjoy reading your posts.
I don't know which city you are referring to but by the cow tipping comments in your latest post it sounds like we live in the same town. I am pretty sure we don't though.
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