I have been following the tree branch of blogs.
I use the phrase 'tree branch' for a TON of stuff. I click on a blog that I follow, then see what blogs they follow, and before you know it my eyes are stinging, my laptop battery is drained, I can't remember what blogs I had clicked on in the beginning, which ones I meant to go back to, who I had decided to start following, and who I decided to definitely NOT FOLLOW because right away I could tell our Blogs would not play well together in the sand box.
More Tree Branch examples-
My husband and I had an argument today, and it 'Tree Branched' into a Flippin Redwood. Not sure how a little twig starts sprouting other twigs, branches, and leaves.Sometimes turning into a forest!
My husband wasn't lookin all that shabby either. In fact he looked a bit spiffy in his button up shirt and jeans. Yes, we could take on the
Oh, but I will rewind. I will rewind to before my husband looked all handsome in his casual, yet sharp looking attire. I will rewind to when the tree branch was simply a twig.
"Ki guess what! Daddy doesn't have to go to work today! Wouldn't you love to have him go with us to your dentist appointment, so that he can
Ki- "Yay, DADDY is going with us to the dentist!"
Tree Branch. Right. Back to the Tree Branch.
Well, my husband did not start off with a collared shirt on. No siree!!!!!
I woke up this morning feeling a sense of fun and adventure. I can't explain why, I just did. I also figured that my normal Friday outfit of FYM (Fake Yoga Mom- have the look of a mom who just stepped out of a yoga studio, or is getting ready to step into one. But really, it was just a stretch pants/Nike kind of day, and the laundry had been a bit ignored this week) was going to stay in the closet. I wanted to dress up a bit for my man today. I wanted him to look at me as I
My husband walked upstairs with a beanie on his head, his work shorts, work sweatshirt, and his construction boots.
Remember back a few paragraphs? No? I will remind you.
but his deodorant smells really good
Put on my favorite pair of jeans
He came downstairs, and tried not to smile at me
Once in the car, everything was Roses and Sunshine.
I told him he looked handsome, he smiled and said
"Thanks, I actually forgot about this shirt you bought me. I do like it"
All was right with the world. Our day was started.
Then we drove STRAIGHT HOME!
**I don 't think anyone cares**
'Shut up Negative Me!!'
One branch was about bills!- Why does he always go to the mailbox right when we pull up in the driveway?
*I need to talk with that mailman of ours. Can't he deliver happiness??!!!
*or, I'm sorry, excuse me, beneath his Super Cool Construction Boots!!
Those usually come with jabs, and start off this way:
"And you know what else bugs me about you???........."
Yellowstone National Forest is now in our living room
- Speaking of sticky floors, I can't even see our floor in the bedroom. Are you on strike from the laundry?Or are we waiting for a laundry fairy to fly down?
- And I did not think women were supposed to be such slobs. I mean really, how does toothpaste splatter to the top of the mirror when you are brushing your teeth?
- Also, I am trying to do a low carb diet. But you seem to only be shopping at the High Carb Warehouse! A little support would help!
- I am a grown man. I can dress myself. If I wake up and put on shorts, a shirt, shoes, or a frickin feather boa, it's my choice! It is because I chose that! I don't get dressed thinking, 'Ummmm, now what am I doing?? What is my name?? Where is my wife? I could soooo use her help right now!'