MY HUSBAND AND I ARE BEYOND REDEMPTION
We're so darn laid back that we're almost lying on the floor in a state of stasis.
It's Saturday afternoon. We have places to go, things to do, groceries to buy, etc., and yet, we cannot seem to move ourselves from *this* spot.
Who will be the first to murmur, "Okay... are you ready to go?"
It's a real toss-up.
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...meanwhile, I'm blowing smoke into the sun rays that are coming in through the blinds.
...and I think I'll take a nap.
I was thinking about a nap, too, but I'm too lazy to get up...
Get up? Hell, you don't have to get up to take a nap.
This is true... I think I'll take a nap right here... but I can't decide whether to cross my arms and nod my head down, or lean my head back.
Whichever position requires the least expenditure of energy is fine with me.
See ya later.
ZZZZzzzzzz.
You see, that's a problem. The decision process to decide which will take the least energy is taking too much energy.
I think I'll blow some more smoke into the sun rays.
Hush, you're disturbin' my nap.
Besides, I'm tired of typing these stupid little wormy, sixties-lookin' "Word Verification" things into that block.
Now, blow some more smoke.
OK, I'll blow...
smoke...
Good Grief! Men!
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