fireworks for old people

This conversation took place on Saturday July 5th. I wish I could say it wasn't a typical exchange.

Me:
dude, it's 9:30 on the second night of a 3 day weekend and we are already in bed...................We are pathetic.

Peter:
We are old.

Me:
I'm not that old.

Peter:
Yes you are.


Remind me to kick his ass.

email conversation

ME:
I covet manny’s phone. He has a program that speaks text messages to him. It’s the single coolest thing on the planet. Cooler than my bobble heads.

PETER:
IMPOSSIBLE!!!

ME:
And that, my dear husband, is why I love you.

PETER:
I am good, aren’t I……

ME:
And so modest.

PETER:
I know

conversation with Peter while I am admiring my new blog look

Me: My blog rocks.
Him: Yes, dear.
Me: You've never even read my blog have you?
Him: I live your blog, why would I need to read it.
Me: Bastard.
Him: Well, am I wrong?
Me: Oh, you might be surprised.
Him: uh huh.
Me: Screw you.
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Me: I am blogging this.
Him: You are proving my point.



bastard.