Po was off this weekend. Weird right? There wasn't a whole bunch of conversation though, I mean considering Titan Fall (new Xbox game) came out this last week and I had a major overhaul going on in my craft workshop/studio/room/ land of enchantment etc...
Okay, like there's really ever much conversation going on with Po but still you know what I'm saying.
Yah, I know, you can already tell I'm blogging when I have absolutely nothing to say. I'm winging it just go with the flow.
So, me in all of my glory, and let me tell you there is a lot, I mean a lot, of glory going on around me... huh? I decided that I was bored and in need of entertainment. We had set down the road to grab a burger that I had asked him for the day before but hadn't received and of course we all know I'm going to get sick even though I don't get mine with a bun, but that's neither here nor there. So... heading down the road on yet another blechhh day.
I tried to conversate. Nothing. He mentioned his game. I wasn't feeling like talking about how many kills he had. I'm busy PMSing so therefore the "Good Wife Award" must be placed on another for at least a week or so... or sooooooo... or at least until I stop eating all of the groceries I bought for the week in one day.
I get this wonderful idea we need to instagram pics of the two of us. So I took this one.
Due to my amazing ability to mess up any picture - he looked as if his nose was flat and he was in the process of being abducted by aliens; the light sucking him upwards towards that uber large space ship.
Wow... can you get a manly-er chin? I mean did I juice up in like the 5 seconds between these photos? The best part? Do you see that look of love on Po's face? Is it not the most endearing "What the bleep is she doing" look? Yah, that's my man. Mr. Fun Stuff. Maybe I'm not the only one PMSing. snicker.
Bingo! There it is. "Mr. I'm So Sexy" looking off into the distance as his mentally disturbed wife somehow manages to photo bomb her on picture. Nice Pidg... stay classy.
So that about sums up our weekend together... and yes I got sick on that stupid burger I just had to have. No worries I didn't document that one on the grams. Besides, when my brain hurts from the immediate migraine of the ugly that is gluten contamination I imagine if I did take pics my head wouldn't be as large as the headache allows me to feel. Wait... refer to picture number two.
Or does it?
So I will be taking pics of the craft room I've always promised to show off this week. Of course that requires me to be unslothful and competent. We'll see how it goes.
Have a wonderful Monday. Just pretend it's any other day of the week and that oughta get you through it.
Over and out...