I Am A Little Excited
So this morning at 10 am the doorbell rang while I was all asleep in bed snuggled between my boyfriend and the cat, and I was all "Oooh! Maybe it's my hula hoop!" So I got out of bed and showered and then snuggled with my boyfriend and the cat some more, because they were still in bed, and then got dressed and went to the door and looked for a hula-hoop-sized package . . . and what was actually there was a tiny little package from Amazon for Jon containing cleaning tablets for his camelbak. LAME! Not a hula hoop!
And then around eleven when I was packing my lunch, the doorbell rang again, and I was like "Yes! Hula hoop!" and I ran and opened it . . . and it was a box of beer for Jon. And I was like "You got a package! That is NOT MY HULA HOOP." And Jon was like "Um. Sorry?"
Want hoop now!
And then around eleven when I was packing my lunch, the doorbell rang again, and I was like "Yes! Hula hoop!" and I ran and opened it . . . and it was a box of beer for Jon. And I was like "You got a package! That is NOT MY HULA HOOP." And Jon was like "Um. Sorry?"
Want hoop now!