First, run over here and check out how random my husband is being.
Look Swistle, way back when my baby had ear hats too!
I had some random thoughts today.
I hate going pee with a wet butt. You know like after you've been swimming or just out of the bath. I can't stand the feeling of a wet ass on a toilet seat.
Some time ago I discovered I love being in the bath tub while it fills up. However, I don't love when I get in, sit back and am rudely greeted by a fricking freezing bathtub wall. I spend a bunch of time splashing it with water trying to warm it up..I'm odd.
I think my cat likes my floors more the me.
I got Pergo instead of carpet because I couldn't live with the stains ANY MORE! I would rather swiffer until my fingers bled then ever clean up puke or chocoalte milk or macaroni off the carpet again!
I'm wondering how long it will be before someone eats shit on the new floors. I also wonder who will do it first.
Stephanie painted me this little angel for Christmas. It sits on my bookshelf in my living room. My husband today stuck his Giants Matt Williams bobble head next to the angel. He considers the Giants his personal angels or some shit. I think it looks ridiculous. He won't budge!
The night after they started installing the flooring Rob and I sat on the floor in the dining room to eat our dinner. I was wondering in my head if I farted what would happen. I thought maybe I would try it when Rob wasn't home, so I would know if it would make noise or not, since I DO NOT fart in front of Rob. The next thing I know a loud BRRRRAAAAPAPAPAAPP goes echoing through my house. Rob let out the loudest fart, however it was about 309 times louder since his ass cheeks were on the new floors. I will now never fart anywhere near the new floors as the whole fricking room echos now.
The other night I got a craving for Port of Subs. I sent my husband. I requested a sammy on white bread, with extra provalone, extra mayo, tomatoes and pepper. I got just that, only I got pepperocinnis instead of pepper. I scraped off the peppers but they had put so many on it turned my mayo lime green and I couldn't get the flavor out. Either way it was still delicious and I feel really bad for poor Jen who lives in a town with out Port of Subs!
3 comments:
You don't fart in front of your husband? Why the hell not? He does it in front of you and in the light of emancipation (blah blah) and just for the heck of it I think you so should :).
I used to burp on purpose and my husband got so grossed out. Now he takes away my favorite book or magazine that I am currently reading if he catches me burping on purpose again.
OMG CUTENESS. Did you save that so we'll get to see Codi in it too?
OMG I AM SOO SAD WITHOUT PORT OF SUBS! SOO SAD!
Ericks is bring me some today though on his way back from Seattle! WHOOT!
This will only be like the third time I have gotten it my WHOLE pregnancy. The other two times were when I was in Reno for my wedding. AHH!
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