Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bedtime

An example of my inner dialog during my favorite part of the day. Set scene: me snuggling on the couch with Prada watching my DVR from the last couple days.

Hmm, I'm kinda tired, and it is almost nine. I think I'll go to bed.

Brush teeth.

Come here Prada.





End scene.

6 comments:

Kissy Faced Booty Shaker said...

That is sad. :)

Tru Stories said...

Just wait...one day you'll have little babies and mine will be grown up. While I am sitting back with a glass of wine, watching my DVR...I will laugh quietly thinking of you, with no sympathy. You are funny though, for a snot.

A said...

How are you possibly younger than me?

Toula said...

I think you need a hobby

The Mrs. said...

If you show up to any family events wearing a housecoat with black socks & house slippers I'm staging an immediate intervention.

Anonymous said...

Last night, I didn't even make it until 9.