Guys Night Out
I have a love/hate relationship with Guys Night Out. There's a part of me that gets jealous and wishes I was there, and another part of me that relishes the solitude of alone time in the attic. I don't think I really miss out on a lot, and the whole itching scratcing thing I'm sure gets curbed when I'm around. At least I have yet to see the guys involved in that particular activity. So either I'm unobservant or they move to a different part of the room to "adjust". Its just strange being alone :)Quiet and stuff, and there's no one to laugh with. I think perhaps I'm just to used to him being around :) Of course it majorly cuts down on stuff to talk about...not a lot to discuss when someone is there all the time. And its not like trips to the grocery store are that interesting :)
posted by Kendi at 5:36 PM
6 Comments:
You have some well thought out comments, except perhaps your notion that guys have a constant incurable jock itch. ;-) As for adjustments, hey... if my guy wants to switch which leg he's hanging out with, he knows how to get there on his own accord. That's what I try to teach - self reliance! :-D
Is that like a superpower? NuT Sack Activate!
Why do you think I have a drawer full of sack-sized embroidered capes?
Now that is scary...all I can see is Peter Griffins chin running around with a cape...
Then my work here is done.
I was originaly going to break out with a chorus of "She's grown accustomed to his face!" but somehow I felt as if it's magic would be lost in textual form.
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