(regarding the busy month): "Elizabeth's (friend from college) wedding (cinco de mayo) is my reward for April."
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Jim graciously offered to do a load of laundry and as I removed the never-ending-pile of cleanliness from the dryer at the end of the day, I asked:
"How on earth did you fit all of these clothes into the washing machine?"
"I do not divulge my secrets." -J
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As we drove by the town's "lingerie" "store" last night (conveniently next door to a tattoo parlor, both located in warehouse-style storage units (shudder) BEHIND the supermarket, Jim asked:
"Do you want me to drop you off at 'Unmentionables'?"
(Recalling my tetonis shot is not quite up to date) "Um, no. I don't want to be seen walking in there."
"I don't think anyone is going to see you back there." (Cue disease-ridden tumble weed blowing by.) Funnier with a picture, will try to snap a G-rated one shortly. But for now, don't stretch your imagination much farther than this:
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