Some of ya'll have one at home.
Some of ya'll are one or were one.
Mine is named Andy and he's a man.
Also known as my husband.
Now, if you have any doubt as to how much I'm "in like" with him, let me tell you I would fight just about anyone who tried to take him away from me, woman, man, beast, alien, robot... they'd have to pry him from my rigor-mortised hand. (graphic enough for you?)
There are occasion when I wonder if we are truly meant to be... Yes, I do have those awful thoughts every once in a while! These thoughts circle in my little head because of very serious issues in our relationship.
Oh boy! How do I start this [eye nervously twitching!]
Okay here goes...
He leaves it on the counter by the sink!
Why does he torment me so when we'd just had a discussion about it last week???
Exhibit A: This is nothing since I'd already cleared off the counter yesterday. The inventory then was 8 cans of soda 3 water bottles, 2 disposable plates and a couple of disposal cups!
Walk with me while I show you how far the bins are.
Here is the bin.
If you look closely you'll see the 2 areas in question are about 3 big man steps away from each other! I say 3 cuz it was 5 short woman steps away for me.
This is why men say we nag. They don't listen, we ask again nicely, they don't listen again, we ask again a little bit more forcefully! The next time they don't listen, we screech and this works for what? About a month, 3 weeks? ::GROAN!::.
Well, at least he doesn't beat me and buys me shoes! Those are positives right? ;o).
On a totally different subject, I found this beer at Jewels (supermarket). The name of the beer (ale whatever!) is Dead Guy Ale. Upon doing research for you guys, I found out it was made special for November 1st All Souls Day 1990.