Defending a pretty good name
So, I got an invatation to get a new credit card in the mail. I thought boy howdy, I could do some real damage with that thing. I could go on down to Kmart, get some new hair color, oops ran out of dog food, get caught up on my other credit cards too. They all got kind of over the limit when I got so depressed a few weeks ago and just couldn't help myself on when watching the home shopping channel. So, some of these things might get taken care of!
I was thinking a dishwasher might be nice and all. It does get old having to wait for the dogs to finish up their dinner before they can clear off a few of these plates. It is hard to keep up with them sometimes.
So, that is when Ernesto came home and caught me filling out this application. He was pretty darn mad, and scared Joe Bob JR with his yelling. (If you ask me, I dont think the kid looks anything like Ernesto anways. Something funny going on there, but he will fix that up soon with his soon to be ex wife.)
Anyway, he said I was going to drag him into the poor house. I thought as I looked around, maybe that would be a step up? Is he used to living at the Disneyland Hotel or something? He also go mad because one of my new Nascar collectible plates came in the mail today. I told him I would pull an extra shift down at the store for it. He didn't look that confident.
So during the fight, Joe Bob JR came in and announced he got an award at school. I am so proud of him! Before you know it, he will be off at a trade school! Maybe even get some finacial aid! Woah, getting ahead of myself here, he still has 6 more years of school left. He just makes me so proud.
I slipped up and called him by his Christian name, Floyd. I know that really gets under his skin, but I couldn't help myself! I told him just because he went to Mexico with his friends when he was 16, got lost and some nice Mexican family came in the pull him out of the road didn't make him adopted! Just because he had a few too many Heinikens and couldn't say his name right and their dog's name was Ernesto didn't mean he had to go by that forever! Ahh well, you know you cant always get a man to grow up.
To make it up to my hunny, I made him a nice casserole. He sure does like his corn bread! We talked awhile and cuddled. It did get to be a little hard on me and I asked him to please take a shower. (On account he has all that stuff set up in the bath tub. I dont know what he is trying to grow in there, but it scares the cats! I hope this bait by mail business takes off soon!) So he did but by the time he got out I was alseep. I was reading that new COSMO, the one about how to find your perfect Teddy? I had no idea that spandex was needed in that way!