A day in the life...
While the weekend was all about reading my Presidents Day holiday was spent cleaning. I love, love, love when the house is clean top to bottom, but I hate, hate, doing it.
My final chore was putting the clean sheets on the bed. GG arrived home from work just in time to give me a hand with our king-sized bed. It goes so much quicker with help.
Me: Babe, will you help me with the bed?
GG: Sure. (Puzzled look) What are you doing?
Me: I'm taking off my shirt because I think I'm having a hot flash. I'm so damn hot I'm starting to sweat.
GG: Heh, heh. Babe, you're hot 'cuz I'm home now. I make you hot. Heh, heh.
Me: *eye roll* That is SUCH a dorky thing to say.
GG: So? You tell me I'm a dork all the time.
Me: True, but can't you try to overcome your dorkiness?
GG: Nope. *VBG* Besides I only said that so you would have something to put in your blog.
Me: *head desk*