I had about five or six mini-dreams on Saturday night after the wine tasting, but I only remember two. Both of which starred famous cute boys:
DREAM #1- Adam, who is drunk, is making fun of me because I have Robert Downey Jr. in my phone contacts and the picture is of him as Iron Man. Adam’s laughing [...]
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Life in this house just never gets boring…
My husband and I, lazily watching TV recently…
TV Character: “that’s about as exciting as a douche commercial…blah blah blah…”
Me: “I don’t remember ever in my life seeing a douche commercial.”
Adam: “Sure you have. I’ve seen tons!”
Me: “WTF? Why would you even remember a douche commercial?”
Adam: “Um, DUH, Jenny. [...]
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How my husband manages to give me ‘backhanded compliments’:
“Huh. Did you do something to your face today? Like, to make you look prettier?”
Thanks baby. Wouldn’t it have just been nicer easier to tell me that I look pretty today?
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Just another “can’t make this shit up” conversation…
Adam and I pull up top the Wendy’s drive-thru, our mouths watering in anticipation of yummy Frostys…
Drive Thru Girl: Welcome to Wendy’s, what can I get you?
Adam: Hi, can I please get one Frosty with M&Ms, and one medium chocolate Frosty?
Me: Chocolate, tell them chocolate.
Drive Thru Girl: Sure. [...]
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For the past few weeks, Adam and I have been participating in the loving act of ripping eachother’s heads off arguing about retarded back massager chairs that no one has used in 2 years packing up our beautiful belongings because we bought a new house!
Amongst spending hours trying to figure out WHEN THE HECK we [...]
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So, I really have no critique, except that I’m sick of Adam looking like he’s going to lick everyone when he screams (keep your tongue in your damn mouth!). So, here’s a little tidbit from my night (and it’s totally Idol-related):
Me: Yeah, I don’t really know this song, but I still think Danny should make [...]
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From last night, after Adam and I went to bed at 2am following 3 back-to-back episodes of Cold Case (stupid tv).
Adam: Haha! You look so silly all wrapped up in those blankets! YOU LOOK JUST LIKE A CORNDOG.
Me: (giving him a weird look) Uh… okay?
Adam: You know, like the blankets are the corn.
Me: And that [...]
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… if this were the next new thing.
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How to be a groupie:
1-Actually GO TO the concert when a band comes into town.
2-KNOW the name of the band.
3-When asked if you want to ride in the band limo, ACCEPT.
4-Again, KNOW the name of the band.
5- Allow the rich band members to buy you drinks.
6- KNOW THE NAME OF THE BAND.
And now… How to Be [...]
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Ahhhh… lunch with Dad at Moose’s Tooth…
Server: “What can I get you to drink?”
Dad: “I’ll have the, uh, PGA.”
Server: “ummmm…”
Me: “The IPA… haha…”
Dad: “I knew it had a ‘G’ in it.”
I can’t make this stuff up. :) What a great Friday lunch with Dad & my JenJen… beer and laughs will never get old!
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I'm a fabulous twenty-something fishergirl who recently married a sexy mountain man. Our Best Day Ever was July 12, 2008, when I became Mrs Sexy Mountain Man and we started our married lives on a beautiful lake in our lovely Alaska. We look forward to having lots of mini mountain-fisher kids in the future. Possibly the near future. :)
