My list of imaginary boyfriends is growing. I'm forgetting who all is on the list. And yet in spite of my forgetfulness, I've decided to add another. Jack Black. Because he's just so fancy.
Stretch (my real boyfriend) and I had another date last night. (Woohoo!) We went to see Kung Fu Panda, and let me just say, if you've been debating whether or not to see this because it's, you know, a cartoon/a kid movie/some other reason... please, I implore you, let me put all of that wavering to rest. Go see this movie! It is a vastness of total and complete awesomeness. It is the stuff of legends. It's legendary.
It's also outrageously funny.
In other news, we've made it through week 2 of Stretch's new job. The second week will be harder than the first. I think that's a Spanish proverb or somethin'. But even if it's not, it was still true for us this past week. I am learning to be more proficient though. Meaning, I am learning to do things myself that I normally wait on Stretch to do for me. Because he's my helper. He helps with things. Like killing bugs, taking out the trash, and getting things out of the shed. I fear the shed. It is the home of all manner of arachnids (which I loathe) and it is, therefore, a scary, scary place for me. But it's also the place of "the ring of summertime sanity". You might call yours a swimming pool.
Whatever. I'm not gonna split hairs over it.
Anyway, I usually call on my man to handle these things. But having him gone from before breakfast till supper is a long time to wait. And everybody knows that an unscheduled day without help from your husband (and of course I use the word "schedule" very loosely) is the devil's playground. So I had to just pony up. Buckle down. Bite the bullet. Bury the needle in the haystack.
I had to go into the shed myself. It was like a rite of passage for me. Which I passed.
So yeah, I'm growing up.
I think I'll just leave the pool out all summer long though. I don't want to grow up too fast.
Also, I ate brownies today. With chocolate chips in them. (My favorite kind.) They were delicious.
Also also, I've been working on my tan. I laid under the boiling sun 3 or 4 times in the last two weeks. It was very hot. So stop calling me fair-complected. I will eat you.
The end.
I really do not know that anything has ever been more exciting than diagramming sentences. —Gertrude Stein
08 June 2008
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This is great. I guess we HAVE to go see the movie now, right?
Congrats on your shed trip! I feel the same way about our basement....the reason has to be just this side of life or death for me to go down there. There are FROGS down there!! FROGS!
AND SPIDERS!!!
congratulations on all of your milestones this week, O tanned one!
praying for y'all during this season of transition. HE is sufficient and abounds in grace!
I am with you about the bugs. If it's a small bug, I can get it, but a wasp, a bee or roach ... NO WAY! Or worse yet, a lizard! We once had a bird stuck in our fireplace. That was an adventure to get out.
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