Saturday, August 13, 2011

A snapshot of my life

The scene: sitting in the car on the ferry listening to my Glee Pandora station.  Journey comes on.  Andrew and I both start singing quietly and start getting louder.

We suddenly look at each other and, making dramatic gestures, belt out at full voice: "I'M FOREVERRRRR YOUUUUURS.....FAITHFULLY!"

From the back seat, Luna sighs.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

I have lost all credibility

So this past weekend was my first weekend free for a while.  I worked two Saturdays (aka two weekends because that also usually involves running in at other times to check on patients.  No biggy, but I can't really count that as "Free.") and then ran up to Kitsap for a wedding (not working, but still many hours in the car and travel stress etc.  Plus my really sexy shoes KILL my feet).  So this weekend Andrew and I declared it a true lazy weekend.  Set aside to doing nothing.  And by nothing I mean, "have a Firefly marathon and sit on the unfolded futon in our jammies and possibly wallow in our own filth."

To further that purpose, I declared that we needed caramel corn.  And gummy bears.  I bagged on the gummy bears, but I DEFINITELY ran out and got some caramel corn.

And that is what we had for dinner Sunday night.  Half a bag of caramel corn each.  My hands were so covered in caramel grease that a paper towel was insufficient and I needed to wash my hands with soap to cut the grease.

Andrew then told me that I would be responsible for purchasing him new pants for all the fat I was making him gain.

Then I tried to explain to him that I was the person who kept trying to add veggies into our diet...and midsentence I realized there was a small lump under my tank top.  Distracted, I lifted my shirt to find a small piece of caramel corn that had fallen down and stuck to me.

And THAT.  Right there.  Is where I lost all credibility.  And lost it in general actually.  Suddenly I was laughing so hysterically that I was practically in tears and trying to squeak out semi-human-sounding words involving vegetables while Andrew stood there and shook his head.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

I am almost exactly like Robert Downey Jr.

Actual conversation that happened today:

Me: *instructing Andrew on proper crappy tomato soup preparation* you should know how to do this because someday...

Andrew: ...you might be sick and want tomato soup?

Me: well...that too.  But no, someday our children who have more enlightened taste than you and will want some tomato soup.

Andrew: well, if they like tomatoes we may have to just off them for being defective.

Me: Well I think you need to be a little nicer!  And a little less of a jerk!

Andrew: *pointing a spatula at my face* well I think...

Me: Get that out of my face!

Andrew: It's not in your face, it's in my hand.

Me: Well get what's in your hand out of my face.

Both of us: *bust up laughing*

To be honest, I'm not sure which of us is Sherlock and which is Watson.