“. . . you make something besides construction in this kitchen” I didn’t have the heart to tell Jeff that that’s never gonna happen. Happy March, things should be really interesting around here.
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“. . . you make something besides construction in this kitchen” I didn’t have the heart to tell Jeff that that’s never gonna happen. Happy March, things should be really interesting around here.
Upon watching BCS ranked #1 AND #2 fall last night: “Crap! I’ve got 17 hours to get things ready for a BCS selection party. Erika get some meat out of the freezer, I’ve got to get this house clean.”
Is it time is it time? AAAHHH! Thanks for the b-day wishes!
Sometimes I wonder if my brother really is a woman.
Overheard from the dinning room table last night: “What’s the next word, daddy?” “Dime.” “Dime?” “Yeah, ‘dime’, as in ‘dime bag’. ‘Dime’ as in ‘drop a dime’.” From the living room: “Jeff!” “What?! I’m just keeping it Rillll?” *Other title considered: When White People Go Wrong
I like the second title better.
That second title reminds me of when I was telling a friend the lyrics to the chorus of Kanye West’s “Gold Digger,” which include the “n-word.” She looked at me and said, “You sound sooooo white right now.” I’m pretty sure that in that moment, “white” was a synonym for “like an idiot.”
I like the current title. It just makes me laugh to imagine Jeff saying “I’m just keeping it Rillll”
Dime bag.. ha ha ha ha ha!
Jeff rocks!
Thats like yesterday when I leaned down to Karen who was sitting with the kids watching the very cheap looking SC parade floats.. Noting the plethora of cheesily commercial ads I asked “I wonder when the Montreal Street Hookers Association float will be by?..
“My hand is cramping.” “Too much masturbation?” “No, that’s you. This is too much tiling.” “That’s the same thing to you.”
uhhhhh…. lol
That’s both the reward and the punishment of a long-term relationship–they know us sooooo well.
Snorting Diet Coke up your nose due to laughter is painful. I really need to lay off of it while reading blogs (And when it’s 2 am)
This would be totally hilarious if I didn’t completely hate that word. :o) LOL
Ray, what word?
Yesterday I screwed something up. That’s not the news worthy part of this story though. After totally screwing up a sign I was putting together, I went into the bedroom where Jeff was watching football, to tell him. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, nothing really ever happens in my life until I...
I can’t handle any death and dying right now, doesn’t work well with my schedule…so if you could just breath a little life into him, that would be best for me.
k thanks!
and btw, nablopomoshit is not on my list of things to do, so sorry! ; )
Your husband never sleeps? We would totally get along. :S
I hope Jeff feels better soon. That really stinks. Let me know if you need anything.
UPDATE: As per Belle’s and LM’s requests, I am not dying. Decided against it. Doc says just migraines, but is scheduling CT scan just for funzies.
I was going to say that I was referring to making something other than food, but I guess this may be a “family” blog, so I won’t…
That is awesome! I remember what the kitchen looked like BEFORE all of the construction- and let me tell ya… you’ve done a wonderful job! Looking at the kitchen from this angle though, I wonder where Jeff is wanting to ‘make something else’. I hope that you’re flexible (or he is). *wink, wink*