Sometimes I hate Blogger. Like right now when it's eaten another post and posted some smarmy-ass "sorry you're screwed" message instead of coughing up my painstakingly typed observations. Sigh.
Sunday night John and I watched Meet the Fockers for the first time. I say first time because there will definitely be more. That was one of the most enjoyable sequels I've ever seen. And the baby was painfully cute! The baby signs stuff brought back memories of signing with our last 2 younglings. It was definitely nice to know what they wanted when they were 7 or 8 months old! Gay Focker's mom had a replica of Rodin's Eternal Idol which made us laugh since we have one, too.
Fishy has a tooth that's been hanging for at least 2 weeks. Last night he let out such an amazing belch at the table that the girls broke into spontaneous applause and gave him 25 points out of 10. But it didn't blow his tooth out. :-/ When it does come out, he'll have that missing-2-front-teeth look that I love. :-)
Over a year ago we bought a set of satin sheets and last night we FINALLY put them on the bed. OMG they are awesome!!! And slippery! And they facilitate things with their lack of friction that are not as lightly attempted with regular sheets. The only problem was when I jumped into bed, shot across the sheets, flew off the other side and slammed into the wall. John shouldn't have laughed, because it was child's play to send him rocketing off the other side and into the bookcase. OK, so maybe that was in my head, but it sure was easy to zing Prawn over to the edge this morning when I wanted more room. I foresee some bouts of late-night sheet-wrestling coming on.
23 comments:
Satin sheets? How do you keep them on the bed? Do you have sandpaper pajamas?
Yes, Blogger does suck ass.
They are truly amazing, Egan. Actually, I have suckers along the underside of my limbs like some kind of Dr. Who/ Star Tek Creature.
I think I'll put silk sails on my boat so I slide though the wind, silk sailor outfit etc. Thanks for the great ideas!
I bet you have suction cup pajamas or something. Clearly you have some sort of traction device on those pajamas. If you don't, it would be very easy to push spouse off bed. You play that game right?
LOL, Josh! Talk about smooth sailing!
Egan - doesn't everyone? ;-)
I bet there are boring couples that don't do that. I bet those are the same couples that share the bathroom while one spouse is taking a dump.
What a lovely mental image. :-P
I think satin sheets and pjs wrestling would be a great sport! Winner gets ot ravish the loser, LOL!
That is a scream about the satin sheets. It reminds me of my friend, Dave's old bed. It had a spring missing, so if you rolled the wrong way, you'd fall out of bed.
One morning, his roomie, Jamie, wanted to surprise him by leaping on him to wake up. Dave woke up to find Jamie soar through the air - Superfly Jimmy Snooka-style, hit the bed on the spot with the missing spring and fly backwards into the closet. He missed Dave completely.
That bed definitely needed satin sheets!
OMG that's hilarious! I'm laughing so hard! I needed that. Thanks! :o)
...or the loser has to clean the dried pesto dishes in the kitchen. If I comment on your blog too often, you have to let me know. Man I would hate it if I made you more popular than you want to be. I'm all about keeping it real.
Are you kidding?!?!? I'm a comment whore, LOL! I thought everyone was. :-P
Eeew - dried pesto dishes. I'm all for wet pesto (ok that doesn't sound very good) but dried is not cool.
You put velcro in interesting places so you can move around without fear of falling off the bed. That's the satin secret, y'know.
Tip: never jump on a bed with satin sheets. Just...sigh...don't. Fight the urge. FIGHT IT! The dismount may have earned a 10 but it hurt like hell. Stupid sheets. Stupid small space between bed and wall.
That Superfly Jimmy story cracked me up. Then I shed a tear because that's something that would happent to me. Sigh.
Stupid small space between bed and wall.
*snort* Oh, jenna, I'm not laughing, really I'm not. *snickersnort* OK, I'm laughing! You're killin' me!
Next you're going to tell me you have more than six pillows on your bed.
No, I have exactly six. Oops, nope - one more snuck in there recently. I have seven. Is that bad? They're excellent for bashing dh! (except for the silk one with a zipper - ooh - I wonder if rubbing the silk on the sheets really fast would start a fire) And also for laptopping at night. I mean with a computer of course.
Hate Blogger too, sometimes?
Even paid attention to the "Powered by Blogger" logo in my sidebar? :o)
Just to remind it who's the BOSS.
* xzkmask, to dress up as a xzk
PJs
Cha zif!
Fal, that rocks! I just kind of tuned it out before, thinking it was part of the original template. Silly me. I should know by know to expect the unexpected from Fal.
Marrow - May I call you Marrow? Perhaps you have a less macabre moniker which you prefer. At any rate, you are so enchanting that it's no wonder your pillows are filled nightly. Too bad you look so much like Brad Pitt.
TG - You and Jenna are of one mind. But I want to know what I'm supposed to do about the scratchy side. Ouch!
Ah, LD, you know me too well. Considering you sleep next to me (when I haven't shoved you off the bed) I guess it's not too surprising. Watch your back tonight! >:-}
satin sheets, mmmmmmmm
Velcro sheets, aaaaaaaaaaah
I loved your blog title and link labels. A kindred soul, got your towel?
Hi Logo! Thanks and welcome to my blog! I always have my towel.:-)
Hey, those aren't two pillows.
"Where's your hand?"
Aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhh!
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