Sorry for the long time between posts, loyal readers. My husband works the graveyard shift and we are completely opposite schedules. Most of the conversations we have now are about the dog and bills and such, so not really a lot of entertaining stuff. But he did text me this gem, when trying to make plans about what we'll do tonight since he'll be getting off work early (though the time is TBD).
Jared: Unless I'm gonna get out of here in 30 minutes, the movie aint gonna happen, much like your Vera Bradley luggage.
Is it bad that I still dream about the luggage?
Sorry yall. This is all I've got for now. Clearly not our best.