First of all. Friends, this is one of the cutest things I've ever come home to. I very seriously doubt you will agree, but I'm posting it anyway. My sweet husband has been sick with a nasty throat-thing this week. So bad, in fact, that the doc gave him a steroid injection before he left work on Wednesday... to speed up the healing proccess. That night, he had fitful, psychadelic dreams and we both woke up in a swimming pool of his sweat. Not so fun.
But when I got home from work that day and went to strip and wash our sheets, this is what I saw.
In case you can't tell, it is a pink "coughdrop drool stain."
And I find it adoreable.
Poor thing.
Tidbit #2: I'm currently writing an article for EHow that I intend to post soon, called "How to get away with showering less." We should all get a few hours of our life back per week, Amen? So stay tuned. Here's a preview pic. And I'll quote the article for the caption.
Two Words. Baby. Powder.
And finally. I bet you didn't know it but I can take a killer "fat-girl picture." If you haven't tried this, you should. Even if you're fat to begin with, its funny how much fatter you can look. Superman has a killer one of these shots... it puts mine to shame. In fact, I promise to post it soon. It will make anyone's day.
I'm quite proud of this.
Runell there hasn't quite perfected the art. One day, Grasshopper.
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