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WOw. How I love you. This is the best post ever. I found myself totally laughing… It’s a good thing I like to put together Ikea furniture and drive and can multiply fractions and can line dance. It makes us a balanced heterolifemate couple. Because I don’t really like writing or cooking or trivia or whatever. Or googling. We make a good team!
Meg if there was a boyfixin’ business you’d be millionaire.
Oh, Meg, you’re more than just proficient at writing. You’re….Excalibur. And I think the no-driver’s-license thing is actually quite cool. The fact that you do it without mooching or free-riding demonstrates your creativity.
Yep. Way more than proficient.
ok, except for the whole ikea putting together and the driving thing, you and i are just alike in our suckitude meg. especially the math part. just ask notsoccer mom how badly i suck at math. :)
as my dear friend shauna used to say “sometimes you just have to embrace the suck!”
I just found you thanks to Eris and our guest blogging stint. Just to get it out of the way, I think you rock and I’m going to fall at your feet and worship you. In other words, love the blog.
I’m much the same way about many of the above except that I’m a pretty decent driver. And I’m married. To the only man in the whole entire world who not only puts up with me but thanks his lucky stars daily for the opportunity. Because I? Am kind of a feminist ball buster. But there you are. So’s he.