Don’t really miss you yet and I am doing fine.
Barely any bad behavior…even did the dishes, however Rae and The Hostage keep making more.
I love having the bed to myself….except I am constantly fighting Patches for space.
I am still thinking the whole concept of getting our own separate twin beds would work.
Think about it, this could be cute! How about it?
So, Hubby is out and about again on some consulting work. It is quite exciting really, because I get the bed to myself for 2 weeks. However, I will miss annoying him. The truth is, I already (kind of) miss him…but don’t tell him that!
Whenever Hubby goes out of town, the pets always tend to act up a little. For instance, after getting up at 4:30AM to take Hubby to the airport, I decided to let Patches out quick to go potty and then my plan was to go straight back to bed. However, Americus, had other plans. There I was opening the door for Patches to come back in (just a crack mind you). When out runs Americus.
Me: Americus get back in here!
So, I run out after her, inadvertantly shutting the door behind me, which I had conviently locked. (Not genius material, people)
So there I am outside, locked out, with Americus staring up at me. I wanted to strangle her.
Eventually, I broke in through an open window. However, this is strike one against her. It’s like she KNOWS Hubby is away and figures it is her job to keep me entertained….nice right?
Pets: 1 Me: 0
Over the weekend, I was procrastinating. This entailed moving at a snail-like pace….barely getting ready to go out. Hubby wanted to take my car in because it has been acting funny.
Me (playing at the computer, caught in the act)
Hubby (meanly): WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET DONE. I don’t want to wait in long lines to get your car done!
Me(surprised he caught me): I am just taking a quick break, you were in my way!
Me: Clearly we need a break from each other! I can’t wait for you to leave this week!
Hubby: Me Too! How does leaving tomorrow for two weeks sound?
Me: That is just not soon enough!
And that is how much we love each other….ha ha
Filed under Life, marriage
I CANNOT WAIT FOR JULY 15th!
Do you know what day that is? The day I will be calling in sick for this: WOO HOO
In case you could not already tell, I am a bit of a HP fanatic.
Harry Potter here I come! And let the countdown begin.
(Note: Thanks Bookishpenguin for the date change!)
Me: OH NO! I NEED to delete something…the DVR has only 54 hours left of recording time.
Hubby: That is more than enough time!
Me: No it isn’t! You know how I like to keep our “available air time” at 60 hours.
Hubby: You are crazy.
Me (trance-like): I need to delete. Can I delete this show?
Me: I need to delete. You don’t ever watch any of these shows in here! Can I delete this show?
Me: You are crimping my DVR style.
(Totally going to delete something when he isn’t looking…)
So, it isn’t like I have a problem or anything, but I noticed that so far this entire week I have guzzled no, eh downed, no drank some sort of liquor beverage every night. Not that there is anything wrong with that, right?
I have determined that work causes me to drink. But, that is a different story for a different day. So, I come home after a hard day of work and Hubby pours me a nice glass of Crown and Coke. Yea, I am a whiskey, beer, wine, you name it, I will drink it gal. Judge away.
I think I am totally cool downing my whiskey, that is until I get a text from a friend.
Friend: You drunk yet?
Me: No, but I am drinking coke and Crown.
Friend: You are so classy.
Me: Don’t be jealous
But, I am right? I mean, I am classy and lady-like. That is why Hubby likes me, right? (BELCH).
Or is it cause he thinks he will get lucky?
P.S. Hubby oftens suffers from spouts of delusion, especially when I have a drink in hand. (BRRPPP)
Is it strange that for the second morning in a row, I woke up on the floor next to the bed? How did I get there? I don’t remember it. Meanwhile, looked up to find Patches, the dog with her head on my pillows, snoring, and sprawled out like a person on MY side of the bed. Then, under further examination, I find Hubby snuggling up to her, with his arm around her belly.
Clearly, I have been replaced by the dog. I think this is a conspiracy. I think I have been ousted. Evil BED HOG. How is she doing this? And HOW does Hubby not realize that he is snuggling up to a big, hairy beast?
I am not big or hairy …..nor a beast. At least I don’t think.
Stupid Bed Hog.
I think it is time for a bigger bed. Or maybe I should just get my OWN bed. Yea, I like that idea better. 🙂