I swear the Universe is against my blog
Every time I sit down to write, or think about writing, or have a spare moment, something happens to cause me to not write
And then everything I wanted to write about seems obsolete and it just doesn't really matter anymore
And it's so far in the past that, really, I can't remember all of the details and I know I'll have a hard time making it interesting
And we just moved the majority of my stuff from Mama Smurf's house to my apartment, which means I have more stuff to go through
Which means that is where my evenings will be spent when I'm not doing homework and cooking dinner and washing dishes
By the way? Hubby and I are on a roll with dishes now
I wash the night dishes after he leaves for work, and he washes the morning dishes after he eats breakfast
And on the nights when we have time, we wash dinner dishes together
I'm liking this new system
I may have more dishes to wash than he does the majority of the time, but not as many as there were before, so it's not as overwhelming
(except for yesterday/last night when I washed about 7 different rounds of dishes...bleh)
Now we just need to stick with the system and I'll be happy as a peach
(because, really, "i'll be happy as a clam"? clam's aren't happy...they're sea food, they're gross. peaches are delicious, and therefore happy)
I was going to tell you this story about how me and three of my sisters went to work late one night to find my sister's phone
And no matter where we looked we couldn't find it
So we all stood as still as stone in a different spot in the store and listened while I dialed her number
And kept rotating until we had covered all of the spots
And we still couldn't find it
So we decided to check the back office where my sister, brother, and cousin work
And it ended up being back there the whole time
It was a funny night
And I know it seems like I just told you that story, but you see I was going to tell details and probably exaggerate a lot and make it more entertaining
But that was so last week
And that is the only story I remember that I was going to tell you
I'm awesome, I know
So, I think instead I'm going to tell you about my awesome V-Day and then look at my phone and see if I have any pictures that I NEED to share
So, I ended up having the day off with the way the week worked and everyone else's schedule
But that happened to be the night Mama Smurf wanted to move everything out
So the first half of my day was filled with filling bags and Hubby's car with stuff so I could get a jump start on moving things over
I knew Hubby had made plans for the evening, so I thought if I moved stuff over before, then there wouldn't be as much and I wouldn't feel as guilty if we were a little bit late
Plus Mama Smurf asked me to clean out the rest of my closet, so I had to get that done
I woke him up about 30 minutes early, thinking we could get a jump start and then maybe we wouldn't even be late to the moving party at all
But silly me, it was V-Day and that meant he wanted to snuggle with me and take his time
Which I am totally okay with, I was just feeling a little pressure to get done whatever he had in mind and get over to Mama Smurf's house
He finally got up to get ready, and I kept working on trying to finish his V-Day gifts
Because I'm a slacker and even though I had everything way before V-Day I kept putting it off until the night before, but then I got bit by the cleaning bug so I was up until midnight cleaning instead
And by that point I wasn't feeling very romantic or cute, so I figured I should wait until the next day to finish
Not thinking it would take as long as it took to move things over to our apartment, of course
Anyway, there's one gift that I knew wouldn't be done in time (and still isn't, actually...I should get on that) but the rest I worked really hard to finish
Except I was also in the middle of something else, so it look longer than it should have
ANYWAY
Point of the story, I finished one of them before we left and gave it to him
This:
Isn't that awesome??
I found the idea on the internet, and I knew he loved the candy, so I thought it would be cute and clever
And I was right, he pretty much loved it
I told him I wanted him to open the rest later, so we left and went to dinner instead
BAJIO'S!!
I tell you, this boy knows me very well
After Bajio's he took me to Blickenstaff's
This is where I was colored impressed
He had remembered that the last time we went (ages ago) there were a bunch of things I wanted but I didn't buy any of them
So he told me I could buy anything I wanted
I almost fell on the floor because, while that is nice, it is also hard for me to pick just one thing in a store like that
And what do you know, he ended up buying me two new games because I couldn't decide on one
These two:
I'm so excited to crack them open and play :)
Then he took me to Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory
At this point I was swooning and would have given him anything he asked for
Even my first born son
Hehehehe...do you see what I did there?
Anyway...
He got me 6 chocolate covered strawberries, and some other nummy chocolate goodness like mint truffles and mint covered oreos
Again, he knows me VERY well
And then
(no, we're not done yet)
He took me to Color Me Mine
This is what we made
(mine is the green/yellow/orange one...his is the chocolate one)
Pretty much he spoiled me, and pretty much we had a great day, and pretty much it was awesome
Then we came back and helped the guys unload the trucks that were full of my stuff
And our house turned into a maze again
*sigh*
One day...
After they left I gave Hubby his other two items
This
and
This
And let me just say he loved them
The bacon shirt reaction was probably my favorite
He laughed and laughed and laughed
It was awesome
He got me roses on Saturday, which were beautiful
He asked for all red, but the lady was just closing up, so I'm guessing she didn't really hear him
But that's okay, they are beautiful (well, were, they died very quickly after receiving them...unlike last years, which actually lasted awhile)
He also left me little notes by my computer with heart shaped chocolate all week
Like so
It was probably one of the cutest, sweetest things ever
Anyway...
All in all it was a nice day/week
He took the night off of work too, so even though he still had to stay up late to keep his schedule on track, it wasn't as late as normal, which I am always a big fan of
****
I'm sitting here writing this post with 4 different rice bags scattered around my body
I'm back in the greenhouses again for a few weeks while our greenhouse manager has her baby, and then once she's back full time and her life settles down I'll go back up to the store
But my body is not really used to this anymore, and today was a rough day
She had an appointment to see if she was close to delivering, and then we were going to get some more planting done
Little did I know my day was about to change drastically...
Her due date is sometime next week, and she was planning on working up until she had the baby, so I was expecting to not have to be in charge for a few more days
And that's when I had a huge, ginormous, and very soft rug pulled out from under me
Her blood pressure was dangerously high and it concerned the doctors so they wanted her to have the baby
That day
Really probably before that from how bad it sounded, but obviously that wasn't going to happen
Anyway, she came and told me what was going on, went to tell my brother and cousin (her boss...and...half boss? co-worker? i'm not sure exactly what the primo is to her) and then left to go to the hospital
My plan was to go to the back and finish planting baskets and water and then help at the store until it was time to go home
I always have these great plans, but they always end up being more difficult than I plan
Our planting book where all of the numbers are kept and we keep record of everything was in her office
And I couldn't find my key
My sister had gotten rid of her copy, my brother didn't have one, and the door refused to let me card it
Rude
I had seen the key just a week or so ago, and I thought I remembered putting it in one of my keepsake boxes to keep it safe
But when I couldn't find it in there, I knew I was up a creek without a paddle
My last option was Mama Smurf's house, maybe I had grabbed it to put it one of my keepsake boxes, but had gotten distracted and hadn't actually done it
Because that never happens
Psh
I called Mama Smurf and was telling her my dilemma, and she brought up a box, wondering if it was in there
I thought she was referring to my boxes that I was thinking of
And I already knew they weren't in there
Still, I went to her house to look because really, it wouldn't hurt anything to just check
After searching and searching and searching I decided I wasn't going to find it there
And then I saw a box
I almost didn't look in it, I didn't think there would be anything in there because I didn't remember putting it in there
And lo and behold, it was
All of this very long drawn out nonsensical jibber jabber took about an hour
By the time I got back to work it was almost lunch time
All I really had to work on that day was baskets though, and I didn't think we had all of the plant material for all of them, so I didn't think I would be back there very long so I just decided to forgo lunch until the baskets were done
That was a very bad idea, my friends
(i didn't end up eating lunch that day...poor spaghetti felt so neglected...)
Turns out we did have all of the plant material
Turns out I was able to plant all of the baskets
Well, almost all but that's a different story and this tale is already ridiculous
While I was planting the baskets and I was about 3/4 of the way done, FedEx showed up
And told me he had 18 boxes for me
...
I wanted to just curl up in a ball right there and quit
And this guy is ALWAYS ornery with me and kind of expected me to go out and help him, so I did
While I was finishing up a couple came looking for me
By name
Now, most people don't know me by name around here unless they're a family friend or something
I'm not an official manager, I don't oversee a specific area of the business, I always defer people to my siblings because I'm good at that and because I'm not very confident in a lot of things that go on here
So when people come asking for me by name, it always makes my guard come up a little
They were bringing in baskets for us to pot up
(we offer that every spring...people bring in their pots/baskets, tell us what they want in them [or that they don't care] and we pot them up and keep them in our greenhouses until about Mother's Day and they come pick them up)
That is not something I've ever done
I've helped, but it's always been either Mr Boss Man or the new Boss Lady of the greenhouse that has overseen that and been in charge
Mr Boss Man doesn't work here anymore, and Boss Lady was in the hospital getting ready to have a baby
So they kind of expected me to do it
And they wanted it done yesterday so they could be big and beautiful by the time May came around
I reassured them that we were just barely starting our own baskets and they were the first people that had brought any in, so they would be just fine
Plus, we don't even have the majority of our plant material in yet
It's just starting to come
So they're way safe
But that, compounded with the 18 boxes, compounded with the fact that I JUST WANTED TO FINISH THE BASKETS, compounded with the fact that I still had to water, and I was the only one back there?
Made for a very long and stressful day
My feet hurt (water boots = bad comfort), my shoulders hurt, my head hurt, my back hurt, and Boss Lady wasn't going to be back for another two weeks and that meant all. of. the. responsibility. was. on. my. shoulders.
*sigh*
It's going to be a long two weeks
Hence the 4 different rice bags scattered all over my body
I didn't get off work until 6:30 that night...so I had worked a 10 1/2 hour day
And I hadn't even done everything I needed to
Turns out I couldn't water because the pipe was exploding with water
And I didn't even unbox (yes, unbox...just go with it) all of the 18 ridiculous boxes before I left
I opened them to make sure they could breathe, and I unboxed all that I could fit on the tables and left it at that
Needless to say I stopped and got pizza for dinner on the way home
I'm not trying to be too grouchy about it, it's just the fact that it all. happened. within. the. same. day.
Boss Lady having her baby, 18 boxes coming in, watering to do that couldn't be done, first special order that was on my shoulders, and the next week (aka this week) was (aka is) a huge seeding week
I honestly don't know how she survives
I think it's probably she likes doing it
I am just doing it because I'm the only one that can and has the know how
I was offered the job at one point and turned it down because I didn't want that stress and I was done working in the cold/heat and dirt
So they gave it to Boss Lady instead
And she is SUCH a better fit for it, I'll tell you that much right now
She has just enough obsessive compulsiveness to make it work, but not too much to have it be a hindrance
I have SO much obsessive compulsiveness in certain areas (and those areas happen to pertain to that world) that it just wouldn't be good
For most things anyway
I could keep it really clean, but that would be a hourly chore with all of the dust and dirt and everything else that is flying around the air every second of every day
And Boss Lady is a really clean, organized person anyway so she's got that covered
Well, I think I've bored you sufficiently with work stories
I'm sure your eyes glazed over about 1/4 of the way into this post
Or you fell asleep
Or you just scrolled to the end so you could say you made it to the end
And that's okay
Just send me some chocolate and I'll forgive you
I have one more story and then I'll let you go
But this one is quick, and it's funny, and I feel like this needs to be ended on a funny note, so here we go
I have a niece that is called Sami by most of the family
She's...4? 5? Somewhere around there
I have 2 sisters that got married...2 years ago? I think? Maybe this will be the 3rd year? Something like that
Tiff (one of the above mentioned sisters) was with Sami the other day and this is the conversation that ensued (to the best of my memory, anyway):
Sami: You and Cory didn't wait very long to have a baby
(what she doesn't know is my sister has been trying for a long time to have a baby and has had 2 unsuccessful pregnancies [one of them turning into a molar pregnancy], so this pregnancy is pretty big)
Tiff: I know, we just want to start having kids
Sami: When are Aaron and Amanda going to have kids?
(that was weird writing out his actual name on here...)
Tiff: When they're ready, I guess
Sami: They're taking FOREVER!!
Tiff: Well, they did just get married Sami
Sami: I know but they're taking FOREVER!! And you and Cory were really fast (or something to that extent)
Lol
So now three (almost) months is too long, but 2-3 years is too fast
I love how the minds of children work, it's so entertaining
One more, with a picture, then I promise I'll be done
Hubby was making us some hot chocolate a few weeks ago and pulled out the marshmallows to put in the cups
This is where he put them
I told him I didn't think I would be able to drink that much hot chocolate
And if I did I would be REALLY sick for a VERY long time and gain 500 pounds
Not the best idea in my mind
He very graciously moved them to my cup
After sticking his tongue out at me, of course
We are such kids
I'm off to work
Any chocolate you can spare I will gladly accept
Just send it to the greenhouses, I'm sure I'll get it
If not, at least someone will and as long as they're not allergic to chocolate I'm sure they'll be very grateful
Just not as grateful as me, I'm sure
Every time I sit down to write, or think about writing, or have a spare moment, something happens to cause me to not write
And then everything I wanted to write about seems obsolete and it just doesn't really matter anymore
And it's so far in the past that, really, I can't remember all of the details and I know I'll have a hard time making it interesting
And we just moved the majority of my stuff from Mama Smurf's house to my apartment, which means I have more stuff to go through
Which means that is where my evenings will be spent when I'm not doing homework and cooking dinner and washing dishes
By the way? Hubby and I are on a roll with dishes now
I wash the night dishes after he leaves for work, and he washes the morning dishes after he eats breakfast
And on the nights when we have time, we wash dinner dishes together
I'm liking this new system
I may have more dishes to wash than he does the majority of the time, but not as many as there were before, so it's not as overwhelming
(except for yesterday/last night when I washed about 7 different rounds of dishes...bleh)
Now we just need to stick with the system and I'll be happy as a peach
(because, really, "i'll be happy as a clam"? clam's aren't happy...they're sea food, they're gross. peaches are delicious, and therefore happy)
I was going to tell you this story about how me and three of my sisters went to work late one night to find my sister's phone
And no matter where we looked we couldn't find it
So we all stood as still as stone in a different spot in the store and listened while I dialed her number
And kept rotating until we had covered all of the spots
And we still couldn't find it
So we decided to check the back office where my sister, brother, and cousin work
And it ended up being back there the whole time
It was a funny night
And I know it seems like I just told you that story, but you see I was going to tell details and probably exaggerate a lot and make it more entertaining
But that was so last week
And that is the only story I remember that I was going to tell you
I'm awesome, I know
So, I think instead I'm going to tell you about my awesome V-Day and then look at my phone and see if I have any pictures that I NEED to share
So, I ended up having the day off with the way the week worked and everyone else's schedule
But that happened to be the night Mama Smurf wanted to move everything out
So the first half of my day was filled with filling bags and Hubby's car with stuff so I could get a jump start on moving things over
I knew Hubby had made plans for the evening, so I thought if I moved stuff over before, then there wouldn't be as much and I wouldn't feel as guilty if we were a little bit late
Plus Mama Smurf asked me to clean out the rest of my closet, so I had to get that done
I woke him up about 30 minutes early, thinking we could get a jump start and then maybe we wouldn't even be late to the moving party at all
But silly me, it was V-Day and that meant he wanted to snuggle with me and take his time
Which I am totally okay with, I was just feeling a little pressure to get done whatever he had in mind and get over to Mama Smurf's house
He finally got up to get ready, and I kept working on trying to finish his V-Day gifts
Because I'm a slacker and even though I had everything way before V-Day I kept putting it off until the night before, but then I got bit by the cleaning bug so I was up until midnight cleaning instead
And by that point I wasn't feeling very romantic or cute, so I figured I should wait until the next day to finish
Not thinking it would take as long as it took to move things over to our apartment, of course
Anyway, there's one gift that I knew wouldn't be done in time (and still isn't, actually...I should get on that) but the rest I worked really hard to finish
Except I was also in the middle of something else, so it look longer than it should have
ANYWAY
Point of the story, I finished one of them before we left and gave it to him
This:
Isn't that awesome??
I found the idea on the internet, and I knew he loved the candy, so I thought it would be cute and clever
And I was right, he pretty much loved it
I told him I wanted him to open the rest later, so we left and went to dinner instead
BAJIO'S!!
I tell you, this boy knows me very well
After Bajio's he took me to Blickenstaff's
This is where I was colored impressed
He had remembered that the last time we went (ages ago) there were a bunch of things I wanted but I didn't buy any of them
So he told me I could buy anything I wanted
I almost fell on the floor because, while that is nice, it is also hard for me to pick just one thing in a store like that
And what do you know, he ended up buying me two new games because I couldn't decide on one
These two:
I'm so excited to crack them open and play :)
Then he took me to Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory
At this point I was swooning and would have given him anything he asked for
Even my first born son
Hehehehe...do you see what I did there?
Anyway...
He got me 6 chocolate covered strawberries, and some other nummy chocolate goodness like mint truffles and mint covered oreos
Again, he knows me VERY well
And then
(no, we're not done yet)
He took me to Color Me Mine
This is what we made
(mine is the green/yellow/orange one...his is the chocolate one)
Pretty much he spoiled me, and pretty much we had a great day, and pretty much it was awesome
Then we came back and helped the guys unload the trucks that were full of my stuff
And our house turned into a maze again
*sigh*
One day...
After they left I gave Hubby his other two items
This
and
This
And let me just say he loved them
The bacon shirt reaction was probably my favorite
He laughed and laughed and laughed
It was awesome
He got me roses on Saturday, which were beautiful
He asked for all red, but the lady was just closing up, so I'm guessing she didn't really hear him
But that's okay, they are beautiful (well, were, they died very quickly after receiving them...unlike last years, which actually lasted awhile)
He also left me little notes by my computer with heart shaped chocolate all week
Like so
And then on the last day
I got that and
Sticky notes with reasons why he loved me stuck all around one of my monitors
It was probably one of the cutest, sweetest things ever
Anyway...
All in all it was a nice day/week
He took the night off of work too, so even though he still had to stay up late to keep his schedule on track, it wasn't as late as normal, which I am always a big fan of
****
I'm sitting here writing this post with 4 different rice bags scattered around my body
I'm back in the greenhouses again for a few weeks while our greenhouse manager has her baby, and then once she's back full time and her life settles down I'll go back up to the store
But my body is not really used to this anymore, and today was a rough day
She had an appointment to see if she was close to delivering, and then we were going to get some more planting done
Little did I know my day was about to change drastically...
Her due date is sometime next week, and she was planning on working up until she had the baby, so I was expecting to not have to be in charge for a few more days
And that's when I had a huge, ginormous, and very soft rug pulled out from under me
Her blood pressure was dangerously high and it concerned the doctors so they wanted her to have the baby
That day
Really probably before that from how bad it sounded, but obviously that wasn't going to happen
Anyway, she came and told me what was going on, went to tell my brother and cousin (her boss...and...half boss? co-worker? i'm not sure exactly what the primo is to her) and then left to go to the hospital
My plan was to go to the back and finish planting baskets and water and then help at the store until it was time to go home
I always have these great plans, but they always end up being more difficult than I plan
Our planting book where all of the numbers are kept and we keep record of everything was in her office
And I couldn't find my key
My sister had gotten rid of her copy, my brother didn't have one, and the door refused to let me card it
Rude
I had seen the key just a week or so ago, and I thought I remembered putting it in one of my keepsake boxes to keep it safe
But when I couldn't find it in there, I knew I was up a creek without a paddle
My last option was Mama Smurf's house, maybe I had grabbed it to put it one of my keepsake boxes, but had gotten distracted and hadn't actually done it
Because that never happens
Psh
I called Mama Smurf and was telling her my dilemma, and she brought up a box, wondering if it was in there
I thought she was referring to my boxes that I was thinking of
And I already knew they weren't in there
Still, I went to her house to look because really, it wouldn't hurt anything to just check
After searching and searching and searching I decided I wasn't going to find it there
And then I saw a box
I almost didn't look in it, I didn't think there would be anything in there because I didn't remember putting it in there
And lo and behold, it was
All of this very long drawn out nonsensical jibber jabber took about an hour
By the time I got back to work it was almost lunch time
All I really had to work on that day was baskets though, and I didn't think we had all of the plant material for all of them, so I didn't think I would be back there very long so I just decided to forgo lunch until the baskets were done
That was a very bad idea, my friends
(i didn't end up eating lunch that day...poor spaghetti felt so neglected...)
Turns out we did have all of the plant material
Turns out I was able to plant all of the baskets
Well, almost all but that's a different story and this tale is already ridiculous
While I was planting the baskets and I was about 3/4 of the way done, FedEx showed up
And told me he had 18 boxes for me
...
I wanted to just curl up in a ball right there and quit
And this guy is ALWAYS ornery with me and kind of expected me to go out and help him, so I did
While I was finishing up a couple came looking for me
By name
Now, most people don't know me by name around here unless they're a family friend or something
I'm not an official manager, I don't oversee a specific area of the business, I always defer people to my siblings because I'm good at that and because I'm not very confident in a lot of things that go on here
So when people come asking for me by name, it always makes my guard come up a little
They were bringing in baskets for us to pot up
(we offer that every spring...people bring in their pots/baskets, tell us what they want in them [or that they don't care] and we pot them up and keep them in our greenhouses until about Mother's Day and they come pick them up)
That is not something I've ever done
I've helped, but it's always been either Mr Boss Man or the new Boss Lady of the greenhouse that has overseen that and been in charge
Mr Boss Man doesn't work here anymore, and Boss Lady was in the hospital getting ready to have a baby
So they kind of expected me to do it
And they wanted it done yesterday so they could be big and beautiful by the time May came around
I reassured them that we were just barely starting our own baskets and they were the first people that had brought any in, so they would be just fine
Plus, we don't even have the majority of our plant material in yet
It's just starting to come
So they're way safe
But that, compounded with the 18 boxes, compounded with the fact that I JUST WANTED TO FINISH THE BASKETS, compounded with the fact that I still had to water, and I was the only one back there?
Made for a very long and stressful day
My feet hurt (water boots = bad comfort), my shoulders hurt, my head hurt, my back hurt, and Boss Lady wasn't going to be back for another two weeks and that meant all. of. the. responsibility. was. on. my. shoulders.
*sigh*
It's going to be a long two weeks
Hence the 4 different rice bags scattered all over my body
I didn't get off work until 6:30 that night...so I had worked a 10 1/2 hour day
And I hadn't even done everything I needed to
Turns out I couldn't water because the pipe was exploding with water
And I didn't even unbox (yes, unbox...just go with it) all of the 18 ridiculous boxes before I left
I opened them to make sure they could breathe, and I unboxed all that I could fit on the tables and left it at that
Needless to say I stopped and got pizza for dinner on the way home
I'm not trying to be too grouchy about it, it's just the fact that it all. happened. within. the. same. day.
Boss Lady having her baby, 18 boxes coming in, watering to do that couldn't be done, first special order that was on my shoulders, and the next week (aka this week) was (aka is) a huge seeding week
I honestly don't know how she survives
I think it's probably she likes doing it
I am just doing it because I'm the only one that can and has the know how
I was offered the job at one point and turned it down because I didn't want that stress and I was done working in the cold/heat and dirt
So they gave it to Boss Lady instead
And she is SUCH a better fit for it, I'll tell you that much right now
She has just enough obsessive compulsiveness to make it work, but not too much to have it be a hindrance
I have SO much obsessive compulsiveness in certain areas (and those areas happen to pertain to that world) that it just wouldn't be good
For most things anyway
I could keep it really clean, but that would be a hourly chore with all of the dust and dirt and everything else that is flying around the air every second of every day
And Boss Lady is a really clean, organized person anyway so she's got that covered
Well, I think I've bored you sufficiently with work stories
I'm sure your eyes glazed over about 1/4 of the way into this post
Or you fell asleep
Or you just scrolled to the end so you could say you made it to the end
And that's okay
Just send me some chocolate and I'll forgive you
I have one more story and then I'll let you go
But this one is quick, and it's funny, and I feel like this needs to be ended on a funny note, so here we go
I have a niece that is called Sami by most of the family
She's...4? 5? Somewhere around there
I have 2 sisters that got married...2 years ago? I think? Maybe this will be the 3rd year? Something like that
Tiff (one of the above mentioned sisters) was with Sami the other day and this is the conversation that ensued (to the best of my memory, anyway):
Sami: You and Cory didn't wait very long to have a baby
(what she doesn't know is my sister has been trying for a long time to have a baby and has had 2 unsuccessful pregnancies [one of them turning into a molar pregnancy], so this pregnancy is pretty big)
Tiff: I know, we just want to start having kids
Sami: When are Aaron and Amanda going to have kids?
(that was weird writing out his actual name on here...)
Tiff: When they're ready, I guess
Sami: They're taking FOREVER!!
Tiff: Well, they did just get married Sami
Sami: I know but they're taking FOREVER!! And you and Cory were really fast (or something to that extent)
Lol
So now three (almost) months is too long, but 2-3 years is too fast
I love how the minds of children work, it's so entertaining
One more, with a picture, then I promise I'll be done
Hubby was making us some hot chocolate a few weeks ago and pulled out the marshmallows to put in the cups
This is where he put them
I told him I didn't think I would be able to drink that much hot chocolate
And if I did I would be REALLY sick for a VERY long time and gain 500 pounds
Not the best idea in my mind
He very graciously moved them to my cup
After sticking his tongue out at me, of course
We are such kids
I'm off to work
Any chocolate you can spare I will gladly accept
Just send it to the greenhouses, I'm sure I'll get it
If not, at least someone will and as long as they're not allergic to chocolate I'm sure they'll be very grateful
Just not as grateful as me, I'm sure
