...because I've been the worst blogger this week. This was Josh's last week interning, and my last day...nannying! Which I celebrated with some minor fist pumping, and lots of booty shaking. No more accidents, or poopy underwear, or tantrums, or realizing I have pee on my hands while I'm touching my face... basically I realized even more so that I am noooot ready to have children. And probably won't be until I'm like 25, and that's just fine!
Anyways. We celebrated (more for me than him since he actually enjoyed being in a dental office). Like every single day this week by getting a redbox and frozen yogurt, turns out we needed to buy froyo four more times to get a free one on our punch card before we move away this weekend. So we've been eating lots of froyo. And hey, I'm not complaining.
Now back this this post- I know, I know...my white jeans again! But this just so happened to be the outfit I wore on our date tonight and I liked it so much I wanted to share it with you guys. After all I am an outfit repeat offender, and proud of it.
Where I got it:
Quirkiness/ a couple moments between the hubster and I-Scene 1: Telling Josh about my dream I had this morning where we were secret spies, fighting evil.
Me: "Then we found out the _____ family were the conspiring enemies-"
Josh: "WHAT! But they're our friends!... Babe, that is such a good twist."
-Scene 2: All husbands fart right? So I can say this story without ruining his dignity... I'm assuming your silence is compliance.
So we're chillin in our room and Josh....tootes. And I start complaining about the...aroma, and he says "shh shh shh, those are just my pheromones."
Me: "Huh. I thought pheromones were supposed to turn me on."
Joshy: "On the outside you say no--but on the inside you're going crazy for me."
(These stories were read and approved by said husband)
-That moment when you're super stuffed and pledge to your husband that you will not eat another bite until noon the next day, right as your husbands grandfather comes into the room with a massive piece of banana cream cake, placing it right in front of you. And he just happens to say he cut you the largest piece because he knows how much you like it. Yes, I ate it, the whole thing. And yes, I regretted it-but at least I wasn't rude.
-That moment when you just can't fall asleep and you realize you have to wake up in four hours and you wake up your hubs with your slight whimpering, and then he gives you a full body massage until you fall asleep.Yep. That's love.
-So even though I'm not graduating until this December, BYU-Idaho sent me an email congratulating me on all of my completed credits (yeah, I'm a super senior), anyways they noticed I was graduating soon and gave me the application deadlines. Best. Email. Ever. That's right world, watch out, because Mrs. Rogers is coming for you-with a BA degree. No seriously, it's called a bachelor of arts. :)
-And. I skyped my friend Brani from "That's Just Lovely" for the first time. What a great gal, and I'm so glad blogging has brought us to be friends even though we're on clear opposite sides of the country.