I’m on a plane right now. Well, not when I wrote this. But when it’s set to publish, I’m in the sky.
My foot still hurts. I’ve decided to really concentrate on keeping it out of my mouth. I’m probably chewing on some ice right now, just to make sure I don’t slip up.
While I’m en route, have a peek at what a great weekend I’m gonna have!
Me: You are being such a dork.
Me: Won’t give me a straight answer.
Me: REFUSING to just say “Yes, that would be lovely if you treated once, I AM SURE IT WON’T CAUSE MY NUTS TO FALL OFF OR ANYTHING”
Him: I will allow you to pay on Saturday. and it will make me uncomfortable. I won’t like it. but I’ll live.
Me: I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. I want you to just enjoy it.
Him: wait, my nuts might fall off?
Him: I gotta rethink this.
Him: paramedic number 1: “what happened?”
Him: paramedic number 2: “she paid the bill”
Him: paramedic number 1: “and he was’t wearing a cup?”
Him: paramedic number 2: “nope”
Him: paramedic number 1 “when will these guys learn, the testicles are very fragile?”
Him: paramedic number 2 “excuse me ma’am. we’ll take those.”
Me: OH I AM SO BLOGGING YOU