Here's an interesting texting typo I created last week: And if airline seats get any smaller, I can see this being an actual problem. Can you imagine? I'm sorry ma'am, but there is no way both of you can seat in one seat. You will have to purchase an additional ticket for "her". What would happen then? Would she want the window or middle seat? That's assuming she would even want to sit next to me. I mean, we are together 24/7 so she may want a little alone time, out in the open air, where she is free of any restraint. And what if she is chatty, flapping her lips the whole time? I'm not a big talker when I travel, preferring instead to bury my head in a magazine so I can take my mind off the flight and enjoy my Ativan. I imagine the conversation going as such: She: I hate that bike seat at spin class. You have no idea what it's like. Me: Spin class is only 50 minutes. You can handle it. I bought you padded shorts. Those weren't
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i really wished you would have let us see her climb from the roof to the ladder!
roofs scare me!
And the reason for her going up there in the first place was what? to clean the gutters?
I always make sure I get ladders that are short enough to keep me out of trouble.
I hope the view was worth it. (giggle)
I can't believe those gloves melted. (eeek)!
Correct Chewy - no trees and nothing in the gutters. But she apparently had the urge to check anyway. She reminded me of a cat stuck in a tree.
Hey Shrinky! Well, I told her I hid a 12 pack of Sam Adams on the roof and up she went. Seriously, I think she just wanted to go up there and flash the neighbor. Which she almost did when her shorts got stuck on the gutter thingy.
Hope those hands are better today.
Shawn