oh, love

a small conversation while driving yesterday....

(beatles song comes on the radio)
me: do you love me 8 days a week?
him: thats not even possible.
me: but would you if there was?
him: *rolls eyes*

Because I have nothing more exciting to talk about

A series of random little conversation's between Chris and I over this past weekend:

Whilst at Target...

Me: Ohhh I need new mascara!

Chris: That stuff you put around your eyes?

Me: No, that's eye-LINER...get it..it LINES your EYES.

Talking about the dog...

Chris: Tundra has pretty mascara around her eyes.

Me: Um, it would be called EYELINER. Her eyes, they are lined.

i may or may not have uploaded this picture saying "not eyeliner"...apparently I don't even know what eyeliner is!

Getting ready in the AM...

Me: (Putting on mascara)

Chris: (looking at me) Put some of that eyeliner on my lashes!

Me: Dude. It's MASCARA!

/punch

I'm not even kidding. this all took place over the span of two days.

Creepy Crawlers

Spiders and creepy bugs in general are pretty much the only thing I am afraid of. Itty bitty spiders that you can't even see? Deathly afraid of them too. You'd think after the billion time I watched Charlotte's Web as a kid, I wouldn't have this fear. But noooooo!

About a week ago, I hopped in the shower and I noticed a BIG spider up in the corner above the shower. It was probably about 1.5 inches round, or something? Whatever, it was a spider! When I told Chris about the spider our conversation was something like this:

Me: OMG...there's a huge spider in the bathroom! Can you kill it?

Him: Spiders eat bugs.

Me: There aren't any bugs in the bathroom!!!!!

Him: ...because the spider is eating them!

Sigh. Every time I went in the bathroom, over the past week, I'd look to see where that dang spider was. He moved from corner to corner...and it creeped me OUT!

Well today I peek in the bathroom before I take a shower and I don't see the spider on the wall. First thought: OMG HE IS GOING TO JUMP ON ME WHEN I GET IN THE SHOWER! I looked around, didn't see him anywhere...so I turned on the shower and figured if he was in the shower he'd get washed away. The shower went just fine, FYI.

So then I am getting ready for work, and Chris goes to take a shower, "Ohhh, he's in here." "Ummmm....WHERE?"..."Under my towel..."

Can you men PLEASE stop leaving your clothing all over the floor??? Kthanks.

So obviously I told him to kill it. Next thing I see is Chris walking outside with the spider in a candle jar, placing it gently back into the wilderness.

Umm...thanks???