So the hubby and I were having a text-convo about him procuring the latest money suck from Apple. The line at the store has been around the corner since Friday and he’s not willing to wait in it. What follows is the rest of our convo:
me – Get it online.
him – Can’t
me – Are u a mexican or a mexican’t?
him – I’m an irish c*nt
::sigh:: Hands off ladies. He’s all mine.
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At what point do you say enough? I need to come to terms with my standing with one guy. Every time I see the slightest room for an advancement, it turns out to be a dead-end – usually with him building the barrier. I know what we are in relation to each other, and yet there’s still that lingering thought in my head “what if”. I hate that. I want something definitive so I can get on with my life, but every time I try to take that stand I usually end up coming back after some coaxing on his part.
I’d love to be in control of my feelings. How do I do that?
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M – Didn’t Sugar sing that song?
B – Naw. It was Tommy Tutone or something. Never heard of Sugar.
M – Wasn’t that the band Eric Clapton was in?
B – That was Cream!
M – Sugar. Cream. Whatever.
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