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*sigh* parents are the bane of a child's existence. or at least mine are....lol
anyway i'm tired and cold. at like 6:30 this morning brent and i woke up cold and shivery and we wanted to go turn up the air but we couldn't decided who would get out of bed and actually go do it. here's how i pretty much remember the convo....
Brent: angel? (he always says that when he wakes me up, it's so cute)
Me: mmm uhhh huh *other mumbly sounds*
Brent: are you cold
Me: *shivers* yes
Brent: me too *steals my blanket*
Me: dirty whore! *steals is back...now awake*
Brent: wanna turn the heater up?
Me: yeah, but it's cold out there...do you want to?
Brent: yeah but if i go out in that cold my balls will freeze off
Me: that would suck for you...*long pause* so when you gonna go and turn the heater up?
Brent: when you gonna go?
Me: paper rock scissors?
Brent: best of 3 (this is how we always settle who will do what)
so anyway...i lost, and so i went to turn it up, but it just seemed to get colder and colder and colder....and guess why? instead of turning it up to 70 i turned it down to 60....i'm brilliant.
*sigh* so now i'm trying to thaw the house.
the only good thing is i think ginger is too cold to be dykey.
bad thing...channel is frozen in place...well not really but he keeps coming up here and rubbing his insanely chilly nose against my face...
and now for something comepletely different...
i need new bras....*sigh* when will they stop growing?? brent's happy but i'm scared i'm gonna have back problems and my shoulders will hurt more...uggg being a girl is so wonderful but sometimes it's hard work. hmph
anyway i'm gonna go lay down!!
lovies!!
vanessa
anyway i'm tired and cold. at like 6:30 this morning brent and i woke up cold and shivery and we wanted to go turn up the air but we couldn't decided who would get out of bed and actually go do it. here's how i pretty much remember the convo....
Brent: angel? (he always says that when he wakes me up, it's so cute)
Me: mmm uhhh huh *other mumbly sounds*
Brent: are you cold
Me: *shivers* yes
Brent: me too *steals my blanket*
Me: dirty whore! *steals is back...now awake*
Brent: wanna turn the heater up?
Me: yeah, but it's cold out there...do you want to?
Brent: yeah but if i go out in that cold my balls will freeze off
Me: that would suck for you...*long pause* so when you gonna go and turn the heater up?
Brent: when you gonna go?
Me: paper rock scissors?
Brent: best of 3 (this is how we always settle who will do what)
so anyway...i lost, and so i went to turn it up, but it just seemed to get colder and colder and colder....and guess why? instead of turning it up to 70 i turned it down to 60....i'm brilliant.
*sigh* so now i'm trying to thaw the house.
the only good thing is i think ginger is too cold to be dykey.
bad thing...channel is frozen in place...well not really but he keeps coming up here and rubbing his insanely chilly nose against my face...
and now for something comepletely different...
i need new bras....*sigh* when will they stop growing?? brent's happy but i'm scared i'm gonna have back problems and my shoulders will hurt more...uggg being a girl is so wonderful but sometimes it's hard work. hmph
anyway i'm gonna go lay down!!
lovies!!
vanessa