While I was gone, The Mrs. wanted me to get for her from Netflix a moovie that I had already seen but that she had not. She wanted to watch Butt Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. See, I had seen that moovie on the flight to Boston last time I went.
Naturally, she didn't watch it at all while I was gone, so last night she wanted us both to watch it. Well, I needed a snack. I opened up the snack cabinet, and I saw this little setup. I like to call it, "A late-night snack disaster in the making."
On an unrelated note, after sleeping in until 8:30 this morning, The Mrs. was all cranky about something. I know not what. I think she had some kind of pain that required an ibuprophen, but I'm not really sure. Hmmm...I think it was that she bit her cheek and it was annoying the hell out of her. But anyway, right before she decided to get dressed, she started bitching at me.
The Mrs.: "Oh maybe I'll wear my new shirt. I can't believe you spent $20 getting me a new shirt. Like there isn't anything better I could do with [your] $20 than buy me a T-shirt. And you got three of them for yourself. What a waste of money."As it turns out, yes she did. Boy, and as soon as The Mrs. realized it wasn't our [my] money that was spent on it, suddenly it was a most profound of T-shirts. And the idea of there being CherkyB blog T-shirts is interesting. I know what everyone's getting for Christmas!
Me, CherkyB: "What in the hell are you talking about?"
The Mrs.: "The blog shirt you got me."
Me, CherkyB: "I didn't get you any shirt. What blog shirt? I don't have blog shirts."
The Mrs.: "Hmmm...maybe my sister sent it..."
HannahC got new foofy things for her pigtails from Target. Here she is doing a pose we call, "Offspring, eat your heart out."
And what post would be complete without a comment on political strife. I call this shot, "The Balkanization of CherkyB's drink."
4 comments:
It's funny because I told my sister earlier this week that I sent her a gift I couldn't resist and to watch for it.
I don't know if I'm flush or simply lacking creativity, but I personally couldn't think of a better use of 20 bucks.
This is what happens though when the only vices you have left are drinking too much caffeine and saying the f**$ word on occasion. And you have no kids.
I really like my shirt. Thank you the sister.
Fat Moother used to type out the word verifications because she thought they sounded dirty. Today mine is interesting. It's what CherkyB was from his trip. ourlate
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