Friday, February 4, 2011

Wallpaper Makes Me Crazy

I laughed harder today than I have in a really long time.  I couldn't stop.  There were tears running down my face.  My mouth was full of delicious El Puente food...and I couldn't swallow it.  I started to drool.  My nostrils were flaring.  (This is why I cover my face when I laugh really really hard.  I bet you didn't know that, did you? Ha!)


No particular reason....nothing out of the ordinary.  My husband was being a small bit goofy.  The kind of goofy I usually roll my eyes at.  The kind of goofy that deserves a sympathy chuckle.

I blame the wallpaper...

The wallpaper that has consumed my entire week.  The wallpaper that is as temperamental as a pimple faced, PMSing, teenage chick.  The wallpaper that prevents me from getting in my daily quota of giggles.

Don't worry.  I got the giggles out today.  At lunch.  In public.

On a positive note:  it gave my husband a huge ego boost.  He probably thinks he's the funniest thing alive now:)

Actually.  That's a lie.  He kept asking what my issue was.


1 comment:

  1. Hi Michelle,
    I ran across this blog and thought of you and your crafy skills. With your new house, you probably don't have time to check it out too much but keep it in mind. Pretty neat.