The Couple That Crazies Together...
A conversation that just happened:
Moi: ...Can I ask you a dumb question?
Mr. Fleur: Yeah?
Moi: ...I don't know if I dreamed it or not, but did you hear a strange bird noise somewhere between last night and this morning? Like a kind of honking sound?
Mr. Fleur: Oh no, it was real. Six o'clock in the morning. Woke me right up.
Moi: Good, I'm glad to know I'm not crazy.
Mr. Fleur: The bird noise might have been real, but you're still crazy.
MY HUSBAND, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
I should've gotten up to look. I don't know what that critter was, but it was honking or something very rhythmically for quite a while. Clearly I ignored it and pretended it was all part of whatever incredibly vivid and strange dream I was having.
Meanwhile, it's Saturday morning, I'm making a dutch baby for breakfast, and Saturday morning cartoons are on in an hour. Also, I have to finish poisonivory's present before I go to New York. And pay some credit card bills. And lust after $65 sneakers.
Maybe I'll sell off some yarn. I really want those shoes.
I also want to go buy more fabric. I haven't even started quilting (because my machine is otherwise occupied at the moment) but I'm becoming a quilt fabric whore. THE COLORS ARE JUST SO PRETTY, OKAY.
Moi: ...Can I ask you a dumb question?
Mr. Fleur: Yeah?
Moi: ...I don't know if I dreamed it or not, but did you hear a strange bird noise somewhere between last night and this morning? Like a kind of honking sound?
Mr. Fleur: Oh no, it was real. Six o'clock in the morning. Woke me right up.
Moi: Good, I'm glad to know I'm not crazy.
Mr. Fleur: The bird noise might have been real, but you're still crazy.
MY HUSBAND, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
I should've gotten up to look. I don't know what that critter was, but it was honking or something very rhythmically for quite a while. Clearly I ignored it and pretended it was all part of whatever incredibly vivid and strange dream I was having.
Meanwhile, it's Saturday morning, I'm making a dutch baby for breakfast, and Saturday morning cartoons are on in an hour. Also, I have to finish poisonivory's present before I go to New York. And pay some credit card bills. And lust after $65 sneakers.
Maybe I'll sell off some yarn. I really want those shoes.
I also want to go buy more fabric. I haven't even started quilting (because my machine is otherwise occupied at the moment) but I'm becoming a quilt fabric whore. THE COLORS ARE JUST SO PRETTY, OKAY.