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My Life Thus Far
2006-07-22 04:44:25 (UTC)

You Know Your Husband's Home When...

...getting dressed has a time limit.
...if you fall asleep on the couch, there isn't a disaster
waiting for you when you get up.
...the laundry basket is empty and you didn't do it.
...the toilet seat is wet.
...you can pretend you didn't hear the baby cry and see
who responds first.
...dishes don't live in the sink for more than 12 hours.
...the garbage gets taken out EVERY day.
...the cat isn't forced to drink toilet water and eat the
food the baby throws on the floor.
...your hair gets pulled and you enjoy it.
...all of a sudden, it really is all about you!
...if your panties are wet, it isn't because you spilled a
diet green tea in your lap.
...you drop your clothes on the floor and they
miraculously transport themselves to the dirty hamper.
...cereal doesn't cut if for dinner.
...you actually buy groceries when grocery shopping (Lean
Cuisine doesn't count).
...panties are optional attire.
...vacuuming naked is an occupational hazard.
...men don't hit on you as much; they only look.
...falling asleep in the car isn't dangerous.
..."go ask your father" is actually possible.
...someone notices if you haven't gotten out of bed by
noon.

These are all lessons I've learned over the past few days.
I have such a great husband. Sometimes I forget how lucky
I really am. Maybe I should work on that?

It's so hot. I'm not one to complain about heat, but God
it's hot. 97 degrees in downtown Port Orchard. I'm hoping
the sign was broken, because it never gets that hot in
Washington. Even though I lived through days in the
hundreds in California, I don't expect that in Washington.
There isn't suppose to be anymore than a 20 degree
difference between summer and winter. That's it 20, not 50
damn degrees. Oh well, we're going to the beach tomorrow!
I bought tanning oil at the Commissary and I'm gonna bake
like a Butterball turkey. I look so much better with a
tan. So what if I get skin cancer or wrinkles. I'm going
to die from something eventually and I hadn't planned on
getting old anyway. I might as well look good while I'm
young and still kicking.

We really didn't do anything today. I took the day off
from the gym (but still did 200 crunches on my exercise
ball while he was gone). Snookums took the girls' to
summer camp and put gas in the car while I soaked in the
tub and talked on the phone with Gen. Then we went to
lunch at Subway and then grocery shopping. When we brought
the groceries home, we put them away, had sex, I read a
little in my "Everything Buddist" book while Snookie
played computer games, then we went to get the girls. We
took them to the park for a bit, then we came home and I
made my FIRST homecooked meal since May: an Old El Paso
taco kit. Wow. Fancy. Snookums liked it, so that's all
that mattered. After dinner, Snookums did dishes and put
the girls to bed while I fell asleep on the couch. I love
it when he's home.

Well, I think I'll be going now. My bedroom is cool and
dark, so it's beckoning me. I'm getting my tub of
watermelon out of the refridgerator and I'm retreating to
it's comforting depths. Ciao for now.




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