It's because husband hasn't had to work past two for three consecutive days! Heaven on earth, I tell you.
We watch things. We go places. We eat food. We laugh. And we:
get hair cuts.
It snowed here on Sunday (I'm sure everyone who lives here is saying, "Duh."). My car still looks like this:
I wonder: why? There is no visible snow on the James' vehicle, yet mine looks like it came fresh from the past. I guess it's a little bit cool. I feel like a dead person driving, though. Yesterday James and I were debating as to whether we should sell my car or his (we're getting a new car soon-ish). Pros to keeping mine:
- It doubles as a coffin (when the time comes).
- It holds sentimental value (seeing as it was once Great Grandma Frehner's).
- It could reasonably be mistaken for the Millennium Falcon.
- It has a cooler name than James' car (Birdine vs. Cheryl?).
We'll see what happens.
(Please ignore my goober face and garment lace)
To those of you who have yet to wear your Snuggie backwards (as a robe), I recommend to you. So much comfort awaits you.