So, I was at lunch and got this panicked text from Beau. I won't go into details b/c it's probably TMI, but it was something along the lines of a bulldozer backing into a porta potty that he happened to be occupying and "stuff" going everywhere. Now re-reading this it seems like a joke, but you see, he works in construction as a Project Manager so I was assuming he was out visiting a job and the urge hit. And believe me, he ain't picky about where he goes! So I of course start to freak out a little and call his cell and Blackberry and get NO answer! Hmm. I'm thinking he's trying to negotiate some towels from the workers so he can clean up. By the 4th time I call he answers and starts chuckling in the phone.....OMG! Not even going to say what I said to him, because it's not blog appropriate, but I was mad! This is NOT a funny joke mister. You, my friend, are now in the dog house. How's that for funny?!?
Life Update - House Hunting Edition
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