One: If someone could just make the huge discovery that for the past five hundred years (or whatever it is) we have been wrong and that there are actually 30 hours in a day instead of 24... well, that would just really help me out. Hop to it scientists.
Two: I *helped* Rambo with his homework tonight and forgot how much I love school. I am a total dork and actually enjoy working on design projects or papers. If he gets anything less that an "A" I will be disappointed. Even though I just helped. A teensy bit. Really.
Three: Tonight Rambo told me that the wedding can be as girly as I want. He may be tired, but he said it and there is no going back on his word. He will probably regret that decision, but oh well. I will think of it as getting back at him for man-ify-ing my apartment.
Four: Sometimes I talk to the dog. Usually, I am very reasonable. Like tonight. I was saying, "King now you know the saying three strikes and you are out right?" (Stare from King, but he cocked his head so I KNOW he was listening.) "Well yesterday you peed on the bed and today you peed on the bed." (Yes again, maybe I should be the one learning the lesson.) "So, tonight..." and before I could say "You can't do anything bad or you are outta here," he literally squatted and pooped on the carpet before I could even try to stop him. And he stared at me the whole time. Excuse my french, but there's no other way to say it: King is a little smart ass.
Attempting sleep now. Love to all :)
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