Happy Anniversary! We've had nine years, five (almost six!) moves, two kids.....oh, and one time where you got stuck in those branches by Blockbuster and I laughed so hard I almost died. You are funny and kind and really good in bed (see? I've finally blogged about it!) Remember: nine years = GRAPEFRUIT! I love you!
Dear Drivers on the H-1,
Thank goodness you slowed down to cause a mile-long traffic jam while passing by the small fender bender that had clearly happened a while earlier and was all the way off to the side of the road. Otherwise we all would have just driven right by without issue. Phew, that was a close one.
Seriously? Pirates? That's your chosen vocation? What year is it? Also I thought you guys were hot and brilliant and quirky and, despite initial appearances, ultimately good and loyal men on the inside--you know, like Jack Sparrow. No?
Dear LOST friends,
Holy crap, I keep forgetting to blog about LOST. But then I feel like a loser blogging about LOST. Thoughts? P.S. Sawyer just had a new baby girl in real life. I'm sure she is really ugly, and that he does not look hot fawning all over her.