Dibs!

Living with Jenny has introduced a complication that neither of us were prepared for. Suddenly we are both wanting to blog about the same things. So we've worked out a very good system, which is called whoever yells "DIBS!!" fast enough gets to blog about it.

I called dibs on the girl ahead of us in the Wammart checkout line last night. She was buying the following:

• fat-free yogurts with sprinkles
• 2 frozen South Beach Diet meals
• 1 bag of M&Ms
• 1 huge box of frozen fish sticks

Explain that to me. And don't say that she's buying them for someone else because that's too reasonable. As I mocked her in my head I looked at my own purchases and wondered what a stranger might think of them:

• 30 plastic coat hangers
  
• 1 red laundry hamper
• 1 lint roller
• 1 Fall 2006 issue of Martha Stewart Weddings magazine

So yeah, anyone looking at that would assume that I'm a tragic spinster who spends my nights doing laundry and planning seating charts for my Imaginary Wedding.

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