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Was sick. Stomach flu or virus of some kind. Couldn't eat anything but plain rice and fruits all day Sunday...Weak like a stalk of celery.
(Celery protests)
So i told Rat, as we went to bed last night, that:
1. I want to be cremated and my urn should sit next to the ashes of my Puddy Kitty who died a year ago.
2. He should play JPOP and anime in my room occasionally, because if he didn't i would have to do it myself and that might be spooky.
3. His trophy wife with the fake boobs up to her chin shall not touch my urn or i will have to bitch-slap her from beyond...Aw-Kward!
Something like that. I'm sure i will add to the list.
And today, my dear husband called me at work kind of upset because the flames on our stove have turned "yellow" and that is not good. He has a few appointments to go to so i called the gas company and raced home to meet them, and had visions of charred kitties in my head. And my office is now 45 minutes away from the house!
Anyhoo, i made it.
The gas company lady showed up and asked me what the problem was and i was like...look! The flames on my stove has turned yellow! And she was like...urrr...it's orange. And i was like, no kidding, you are right! Roaring orange flames. She didn't but could've laughed me out of my socks. She sniffed the house and the surroundings anyway. Everything, is fine. But i've learned a few things, flames can be blue, green, purple or orange or a combination of those. But if the flame is yellow and weak...then hello problem!
Tagged "husband" because he deserves a tag.
(Celery protests)
So i told Rat, as we went to bed last night, that:
1. I want to be cremated and my urn should sit next to the ashes of my Puddy Kitty who died a year ago.
2. He should play JPOP and anime in my room occasionally, because if he didn't i would have to do it myself and that might be spooky.
3. His trophy wife with the fake boobs up to her chin shall not touch my urn or i will have to bitch-slap her from beyond...Aw-Kward!
Something like that. I'm sure i will add to the list.
And today, my dear husband called me at work kind of upset because the flames on our stove have turned "yellow" and that is not good. He has a few appointments to go to so i called the gas company and raced home to meet them, and had visions of charred kitties in my head. And my office is now 45 minutes away from the house!
Anyhoo, i made it.
The gas company lady showed up and asked me what the problem was and i was like...look! The flames on my stove has turned yellow! And she was like...urrr...it's orange. And i was like, no kidding, you are right! Roaring orange flames. She didn't but could've laughed me out of my socks. She sniffed the house and the surroundings anyway. Everything, is fine. But i've learned a few things, flames can be blue, green, purple or orange or a combination of those. But if the flame is yellow and weak...then hello problem!
Tagged "husband" because he deserves a tag.