So last night the Brit announces he's headed to bed and I wasn't quite there......
That happens a whole LOT. I don't LIKE nite-nite time.
Mini terrorist that I am, I tossed myself on the bed, fully clothed mind you, and whined how I wasn't READY to go nite-nite! (feeling sorry for the Brit yet? LOL)
Did ya know if you toss your legs over the body next to ya and bury your face in their back and whine real good they don't go to sleep? I'm storing that information for future reference.
If it works ONCE......*evil laugh*
So, anyway.....I'm terrorizing the Brit, talking nonsensicle things, when he suggests I count SOMETHING......quietly...... Yeah, yeah, I know it was his feeble attempt to dissuade me from my nightly fix of 'all attention goes to MEMEME, NOWNOWNOW!!!'. But he opened Pandora's Box...LOL
What to count, what to count!?
Sheep.....nahhhhh
Patches on the quilt--nope, done that and I know how many...LOL
Days til Halloween!
OMG! There's only 95 days til Halloween, honey!
You'da thought he would have celebrated that and joined in on planning what the decorations were going to be! But nooooooooooooooooooo.....
He pulled the covers over his head and groaned.
Or was that practice moaning in anticipation OF Halloween.
I'm SURE it was the latter--
OoooooooOOOOOooooooooo......
95 DAYS til Halloween......
And I have a GREAT idea (or two or three)for the side of the garage that we've failed to cover in decorations to date! I tried to share them last evening--but he was under the covers and I don't think he was even TRYING to pay attention.
Maybe cuz it was after one in the morning?
Silly man--doesn't he know that's the BEST time TO plan?!
*note to self--shorten the covers on the bed to decrease availability of headcovering material*
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