We are half way through the week people!
*Pauses for answer*
No one?! Really?!
If it's Wednesday that means that Friday is 2 days away.
That means, I will be able to go on my getaway with Klayvn.
Well, that means I should be going on my getaway...
Klay is getting a cold.
And, he kind of blamed it on sharing some of Emry's iced tea over the weekend.
I hear this, and giggle.
"But, he isn't sick."
"He's a kid, they carry loads of germs, stuff he's probably already immune to, that I'm not."
I roll my eyes.
WHAT A MAN RESPONSE!
I love him. I really do.
However, You are a grown man, who has been sick a million more times than my four year old.
You have had ALL your vaccinations (at least I assume he has) and my four year old has not.
Your logic is flawed.
I love you.
At least on this subject.
I said none of this to him. But, I was really thinking it.
I also thought....
You just moved into a new apartment. You have been painting, sanding, dusting, etc. to get it to your liking. Is there a chance... even a little one... that maybe all that YUCK got up into your sinuses or chest... and that gave you the SNIFFLES?
But, I digress.
I love him. But, don't blame 2 sips of an iced tea, on how crummy you are feeling 4 days later.
That is absurd!
If in fact he is too sick to go away... I wouldn't mind a weekend of just us. Watching movies, and lounging.
Our alone time is special to me.
Doesn't matter where it is.
I will be disappointed. Not going to lie about that.
This getaway is completely secret to me.
I don't know where we are staying , where we'll go to dinner. All I was told is that I was required to where a dress... that's amazing. I love wearing dresses.
So, based on those factors alone, I would be disappointed.
I'll keep my fingers crossed for his sniffle recovery.
I think I am going to start posting some pictures as well...
Emry has been making the most adorable projects at his new school.
I want to share them with all of you!!
Oh, and BTW:
WHY WE SUCK by Dr. Denis Leary
(yes, I know, Denis Leary, the comedian, HAS A DOCTORATE.)
It's a hysterical book.