This morning I had a conversation with Lisa in which she informed me that she was feeding her fish. Naked.
Needless to say I had a lot of comebacks to this and then she told me they were all excited because they thought they were going to be breast fed.
I would have just gone back to sleep, but I really don’t think I could have. And really? Can’t even imagine the nightmares that were possible. Scarred. For. Life.
The other day, after realizing that I had been missing one of my favorite bras for a couple of days and was about to REALLY go through the dirty clothes hamper and wash EVERYTHING, I happened to look over at John’s side of the bed and notice that he had attempted to decorate the area.
What’s so brassiere bizarre is that I hadn’t noticed it there for at least 24 hours.