but Nick doesn't know how to button. I should have realized it one Sunday afternoon when I walked into his room to find his white dress shirt lying in a corner with every button ripped off, some with material still attached. It's like he had a little "hulk" moment in his attempt to free himself from the restrictive sabbath day attire.
I'm teaching him how to button today. He's not happy about it.
I ate half a piece of grapefruit and a banana. My body was happy with me. And then I ate a piece of bacon for good measure. It's still the holidays you know. And I'm going to need the extra protein for a rigorous day of buttoning.
I was a little envious of Brandon as he walked out the door for work this morning. For some reason the stock market seems more appealing than my holiday ravaged house. He promised to be back soon. I told him to save himself, to stay away.
Maybe I'll go exchange some gifts at Target. I'm sure it's much quieter there.
6 comments:
Sadly, the "post Christmas" return line at Target is a needed escape from the "post Christmas" home responsibilities....even an anticipated treat. Can I come?
By the way, I had bacon for breakfast as well, but instead of fruit, I had fudge. My body probably isn't happy with me, but it IS the holidays, so today I am okay with that.
Seriously... you make me smile!
Ha, ha, ha ha! Sorry about the news of buttons! :) Happy Holidays to you and yours.
I love those "teaching new skills" days. Exhuasting.
I am looking forward to going to work tonight and 'relaxing', Christmas is hard work! :)
Buttoning is over rated.
I am leaving the office now.
BRoss
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