We have a family rule . . . no heat until at least November (and longer if we can make it). Because I am the one that set this family rule . . . I can't complain. But Greg sure can. Last night, in protest, he slept in his subzero sleeping bag.
Mike turned on the heat last night. I probably would have left it off, but then I thought about our little Laina and I kept it on. I must admit it felt good this morning when I woke up. You guys are too funny.
While I think this rule is utterly absurd, I am willing look past it as it does not affect me. What I cannot look past is that you keep spelling wuss wrong. If you insist on sticking with your incorrect version of "woose" I don't know that we can be friends. I have a rep to maintain.
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You guys should really move here. It is supposed to be 82 on Halloween.
Mike turned on the heat last night. I probably would have left it off, but then I thought about our little Laina and I kept it on. I must admit it felt good this morning when I woke up. You guys are too funny.
While I think this rule is utterly absurd, I am willing look past it as it does not affect me. What I cannot look past is that you keep spelling wuss wrong. If you insist on sticking with your incorrect version of "woose" I don't know that we can be friends. I have a rep to maintain.
Oh! "Woose" is actually supposed to mean "wuss"? I get it now.
I was so confused.
Where did you get him from? Nicest man in the world.
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