Moving Out
I tried to wake up from Holly & Curt's bed again today. (I couldn't bring myself to move out of Holly's, as I'd stated that I would the other day.)As I was saying.... I tried to wake up from Holly & Curt's bed this morning but I had a hard time. Why? Not because it's the best darn bed in the whole darn world, but because this was sitting on my cell phone alarm. Do you know what a cell phone alarm sounds like when being smushed by an 18 pound cat? NOT LOUD. Luckily I was half-awake, in that alarm clock anticipation state, so when Sidney's gut started to vibrate, sing lightly, and his white tummy hair was flashing laser-light red, I realized he was laying on my cell phone. Phew!
Holly and Curt come home tonight from their New Years trip. I have to give back the fat fuzzy and warm cat(s) and the bed. The Aveda shampoo and the digital cable. The warm couch and the laptop, placed sooo conveniently in front of the TV. The nice parking space and friendly neighborhood. The fire place and the cuticle cutter. The Gatorade and the Cool Ranch Doritos (and NO, they ARE NOT the same if consumed at my house!) The washer AND the dryer. The convenient commute to work. The speedy ass internet connection and the wine bottle cork thingy. The 4 pairs of stacked bed-pillows and feather comforter. And did I mention the fact that the house is in walking distance to a Starbucks, Whole Foods, Crate and Barrel, Barnes and Noble, countless restaurants (including Baja Fresh), and an Anne Taylor Loft? Did I mention that? Did I mention that I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME. Did I mention that I can't WAIT until they leave again....
posted by Jessiedc28 @ 5:01 PM
6 Comments:
ooooooh a cuticle cutters! i *LOVE* cutting my cuticles. really if i could cut cuticles while watching trashy celeb gossip on E! all day, i would be incredibly happy.
i can understand not wanting to go home...maybe you should take those with you as sort of revenge for coming home and taking away all those luxuries from you....cause you know, at the market, cuticle cutter (the good ones) are almost 15 bucks. that is ridiculous..
:) ::cheese::
K - I think you could be my new best friend...
Sounds like somebody has enjoyed their stay immensely! I love a comfie home. :)
You know chris and I have a temperpedic, not the celebrity, but a temperpedic none the less and cuticle cutters, satelite TV, movie channels, food and lots of furry, scaley, and feathery things to sleep on your cell phone.
Momma - You JUST BLOGGED about how your furry friends POOPED ON THE WALLS this week. I'd sleep on a bed of leaves at Holly's to not have to deal with puppy feces art. Not to mention you forgot - BAD COMMUTE. But I do love you. Just not your crappin dogs. Sorry!
Very true, I forget you read my blog. Ha ha. But still it would show you what having kids would be like! Remember mom telling the story of dad changing my diaper and my explosive bright yellow diahreah? Ha ha. Gross!
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