The doorbell rang this morning, and it took a few seconds to realize what that sound was.
I have been calling a guy on our street John since he and his wife moved here about five years ago.
His name is Dave.
As I find myself in yet another room without remembering why, it’s apparent my wisdom teeth are doing nothing for me.
When this is all over, I’m going to miss only waving at neighbours from a distance.
me: *notices the dog sleeping at my feet, slowly and carefully does the splits to get off the couch without waking her up*
dog: *instantly on her feet* I’ll get my leash
You learn a lot about yourself when you decide to hide cookies from the family.
My dog tried to put one paw on the floor instead of the scale when she was being weighed and I was like, “I got you girl”
[alarm goes off]
me: *presses snooze button*
foot cramp: hahahahaha nope
I found a few packages of paper towels at the grocery store today, so I looked around to see if I was being punk’d.
You think your cat is pretty easy going, but then the kids want to find out if cats float in the bathtub.