Today I write this post from my breakfast room table while sitting next to Jason. He and I, coincidentally, are wearing matching t-shirts. Well, mine has the logo written across my boobs in sparkles, his doesn’t. I think he is a little jealous. I have no idea what to write about, so I will write about him being here to visit.
First, he got in Friday afternoon with a HUGE bag. I swear, he packed like a girl. The bag was heavy, plus he had his computer bag. I brought him back to the house, where my little man (who has a man crush on him) proceeded to say, “Where are my presents and when are you going to open yours?” Jason stared off into space while I told my kid it was rude. Then we showed him around the house. His bag was so heavy he had a difficult time getting it up the stairs.
He came downstairs and made friends with the doggies. My evil dog, Bella, fell madly in love with him and I think proposed marriage. For her honor, I challenged him to a duel of arm wrestlin’ where he hardly beat me. I think he cheated but that is a story for another day. I did tell him he would have to sleep outside and not get to visit if he didn’t relinquish the betrothal. He stared off into space and then gave in to my demands.
Later, I force fed him gruel and slop. He complained the entire time because he is a super picky eater. I swear, never invite the guy to your house. He demanded a Christmas stocking full of stuff and presents: shoes, three shirts, jeans, and a dog toy. Then he insisted that I hand out gifts for us. He was so rude by giving me a freaking crap load of gifts: A shirt, a collectors edition of one of my favorite books, a cup, a daily journal, the family a collectors soda, my hypothetical son his special baseball cards from childhood, and my hypothetical daughter an MP3 player. I thought it was very rude that he didn’t get me any diamonds. Plus he didn’t buy my husband that Porsche he wanted. You would think with the all the big bucks in taxes I pay for teachers, he would at least try to be generous.
More stories to come!
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