When last we left me I was complaining about biting the inside of my mouth/lip. So while I waited for the oven to preheat so I could finally get dinner going I thought gum would help with the biting. And it did until that inevitable moment where I went to bite on the gum and caught the inside of my cheek instead!
Naturally, after I did this I had to go and tell my husband. Because that’s what weird people like us do. I can’t explain it, we just roll with it. Thankfully his response was not some smart ass comment but a shrinking in pain with sympathy. Smart man, very smart man. FINALLY the oven was ready for my meh fish sticks. I say meh because of them being gluten free. Some things including fish sticks WERE NOT MEANT to be gf. But I’m glad they are so I can eats them.
They look way beter on the box. Trust me. I’m an expert! Now earlier in the day the Hubbins (who had the day off) was out running errands and knew I needed more yummy tartar sauce for said fish sticks. He texted to ask if any would do. I of course said sure. I mean how many brands could there be? He came home with this…
I have never hear of this brand. His response was that I had told him it didn’t matter and he was right. But I still expected the markets brand over something like this. Did it taste fine? Sure I mean you really can’t screw up tartar sauce too badly. I just like messing with him. I chowed down all the fish sticks and went back to interneting. While wasting my time on the internet I realized my husband was getting up super early the next morning. Which usually meant I would be getting up early too.
Long story short I went to bed and was quickly surrounded by two cats. Seriously they weigh 8.2 and 9.2 pounds respectively. So someone explain why when they get on either side of my legs they become little vises and I can’t move… Then they both started to sing me the song of their
people furman(?) and I was soon asleep.
So did I wake up when my Hubbins got up. Yes, but I was quickly lulled back to sleep by a cat. To top it off the cats let me sleep in! Which could only mean my husband fed them before he left. Score one for him.
Today I thought about getting dressed and even did throw on pants, but let’s face it I didn’t want to deal with a belt today. Yoga pants covered in cat fir for the win! Paired of course with the “boob” shirt as we now call it. Let me explain, there is this website called Teefury.com. The deal is they only sell one shirt per day. Once the day is done the shirt is GONE for good. I’ve bought a few things from them recently as their shirts run to the geeky side of things.
A few weeks ago they had their grab bag sale. They do print some extras of the shirts or something like that and ever six months they do a $6 grab bag offer. You pick your size and you get a mystery shirt. Well, I got one for me and one for the Hubbins. His shirt was all kinds of cool spells from Harry Potter. I got a Halo shirt…
Thus the “boob” shirt is born. Said shirt is also only worn when I don’t plan to leave the house. It sure is comfy, but yeah not something I feel I can wear out…yet. Then this week Teefury did a very MEAN thing to me. They offered up not one, but TWO Sherlock (BBC version) shirts! What the hell?! I am not made of money here people! But I did buy both, shhh! Hey they were both very cool and I will post pictures of them when they arrive.
So now the rest of the day is mine to do with as I please. My guess is more internets, reading, working on my own book (I have a new idea), and things like that. Camp NaNoWriMo starts Monday for a month. I’ve signed up, but I’m not really into pushing myself like I did for regular NaNoWriMo. But I’m going to see where the month takes me.
Enjoy your Saturday!