What I did this weekend

Nothing much. I slept a lot, so much I felt like I was wasting my life. It was mostly cloudy anyway, and it was a good weekend for sleeping.

Yesterday The OI Girl and I went to her friends house, they might be taking care of our dawg when we go to the US, but we’re not sure . . . They have a fenced yard with a big hole in it, and there are too many people there. Something could happen and no-one would be responsible. We have another friend who would be much better. OI Girl’s gonna ask him today.

It’s weighing heavily on my mind whether I should tell you this or not. OI Girl gave me a mud mask this weekend. It was a first time experience. Not my idea, I was bed-ridden, helpless and weak. She forced me, as you can tell from this photo.

Quite frankly, I don’t think it did any good. But it was a weird feeling washing it off. I normally use engine degreaser on my large forehead. I think the OI Girl enjoyed it more than me. Maybe not. The stuff I have to put up with! I tell ya!

0 responses to “What I did this weekend

  1. It was good for you! You just don’t know it yet. A true test of whether you’re a keeper or not is if you’re willing to put up with girl stuff. Like are you willing to go shopping with her? And sit by and wait and tell her what she’s trying on looks nice or not? Same applies to the mud mask. I’m asking Brian to do one tonight! LOL!!!

  2. the couple who mud masks togeather stays togeather. LOL at least she didn’t use the green tyoe of mud mask on you. I have some mud from the dead sea I have been meaning to use. I doubt I could get Greg to play along though. PS. Let me know the next time you need a renter for your VA beach house. I am sooooo done with this stupid Midwest.

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