Sunday, December 9, 2012

Just Random Stuff

Rocking Around The Christmas Tree by Brenda Lee on Grooveshark
(Yep, Christmas music, because that's all I listen to these days)

Sometimes I dress Josh, and he looks freaking good.


Where he got it:
Shirt- American Eagle
Sweater- Forever 21
Pants-Pacsun
Shoes: Sperry 


Well. Josh forgot he had to TA yesterday morning. So he texts me while I'm in class and let's me know he left his backpack and laptop in the library because in his haste of running to the lab he forgot the heaping 20 lbs backpack he carries with him everywhere. Hmmm convenient, I thought. So I had to walk through the library in-between classes, scooped up the backpack in my arms while trying not to look extremely suspicious (let's face it-it kinda looks questionable when a stranger picks up an unattended backpack), and awkwardly carried it to class since I didn't have time to, oh I don't know... drop it off clear on the other side of campus.

So during class I had two backpacks sitting in beautiful weirdness right next to each other. And right after class I had the opportunity of walking up the biggest hill on campus while carrying a backpack in my arms, and another one on my back. I probably looked like quite an odd child. That boy owes me. 

Sometimes I make cookies, and they taste splendid.


Want to hear a funny story? I think you do, so I'll just spit it out. Remember how I tend to talk in my sleep these days and do super questionable things? Well, the current phase has been cuddling up to Joshy. Take a look at these couple scene:

Scene 1
Me: (wake up) Oh my goodness Joshy! I'm so scared! (jump on him, in his sleep, and wrap my arms super tight around him)
Josh: Opp. (Josh awakes from his deep slumber) Why are you scared?
Me: There's a HUGE bug on the floor and he's trying to come on the bed :(
Josh: (loosens the death grip, and turns on our light) There's no bug, see!
Me: Oh! He went away! Okay, goodnight.

Scene 2
Background info, Josh haaates being hot, it's his biggest peeve, which is a problem when our apartment is constantly 87 degrees. This one night in particular was boiling. So Josh was just about to get up and open our window when I threw my arm and leg around him and snuggled right up. He didn't know whether to push me off because he was so hot, or to bask in the moment because I've never done that before. 

When he told me that story I thought it was so sentimental, but then I noticed the window was open. So he probably pushed me off.
Sometimes I take pictures like this and send them to Josh while he's at work.

I'm a germ freak. I don't share silverware with people, not even my husband. When we started dating he could NOT believe that I was so grossed out by germs. Every single day, without fail, he would ask "Is today the day that you'll share a spoon with me?!" Then one day I finally said, "Yes, today is your magical day." I shared my spoon with him. And didn't do it again.

Random tangent, I know. But this story has to deal with my extreme OCD towards germs, especially mouth germs. 

In the bathroom we have a toothbrush holder with 3 holes because Josh has 2 toothbrushes. Don't ask me why, it boggles my mind too. Anyway, my toothbrush is always in the middle. Makes sense, right?

Well, the other night I was very sleepy. And slightly grumpy, but that's besides the point. I mean, come on, who doesn't get a wittle (yep, that spelling error was on purpose, in case you were wondering) bit grumpy when they're sleepy? 

So I reached for the toothbrush in the middle, I lathered it up with toothpaste, and started brushing. I looked around the bathroom, brush brush brush, looked at the clock, brush brush brush, looked at the toothbrush holder, brush brush-stopped.... Noticed my toothbrush was on the far right, and was most definitely NOT being used. 

Oh my heavens, the gagging came full force. I started heaving into the sink, and may or may not have threw up a little on Josh's toothbrush, and may or may not have (yeah, definitely did not) tell him that happened...Holy cow, sickest experience. I then rinsed with the kind of mouthwash that burns and makes your eyes water for like 5 minutes, put our toothbrushes in the CORRECT places, and brushed my teeth again. I guess this could be considered payback for the whole backpack experience...



Don't be fooled by his face, he really does love me.  
If we were in a band, this would probably be our album cover.
Wuv is what bwings us here today!(The Princess Bride) 




XO,


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4 comments:

  1. Bahaha I love that you and your husband are silly together :) That's so important in a relationship I think. Me and my husband usually end up in fits of laughter when we're trying to calm down and go to sleep. It's often the best part of my day :)

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    Brooke

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