Jasmine knows how to say Coke. I've heard her say it numerous times. So imagine my surprise and concern when she came up to me and asked "Can I have a cock?" Erhm, a what? "A cock, a c.o.c.k. I'll show you." Of course she says this as if I'm an idiot or hard of hearing. She led me to the fridge obviously.
Evan is losing his hair. He looks more like my husband everyday and not just due to the hair loss. I get a dirty look from him every time I tell someone that. I say it a lot.
My brother's (ex?) girlfriend is shocked by the amount of energy I have right now considering how... "friendly" I usually am without sleep. It affects me more the first couple of hours that I'm awake but after that I'm ok for the most part. I try not to get frustrated with Jasmine about little things. Note the word try. And yet, a part of me still wants a third. My husband does not with a capital N.
3 years ago