- Blow drying my hair.
- Being asked if I am pregnant. I AM. NOT.
- The neighbors upstairs. (Must you really vacuum at 7 am on Saturdays?)
- Fruit. Weird I know but at least Brett doesn’t like it either.
- Spiders. (Like this one)
- Trying to sleep with a stuffy nose. You just can’t breathe!
- Having my feet touched.
- Old people drivers. Anyone with a cadillac boat should NOT be allowed to drive.
- The neighbors upstairs. (Are you really asking me to turn down Guitar Hero at 7 pm on a Friday?)
- Being cold. I wish summer were permanent.
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April 3rd, 2008 at 10:20 am
you should combine 3 and 9 to work out some kind of agreement–7 am on Saturday is the only time I have free to vacuum. that’s when all my babies’ daddies have visitation.
April 3rd, 2008 at 2:52 pm
I totally agree with you on most of those. And if I had upstairs neighbors, I would agree even more!
April 3rd, 2008 at 3:42 pm
So I know we work AND live together, but it would be too easy to just tell you in person. So this will be your only notification:
I just got off the phone with the landlord and a company will be here Saturday morning to spray inside and out for spiders.
April 3rd, 2008 at 6:30 pm
HAHAHAHAHAHA…I love this post. And I totally remember that you hate fruit! I still think that is weird. And don’t you love the pregnancy question? Try getting asked that for 3 1/2 years. (which equals 13 years in mormon world) Kill me.
April 4th, 2008 at 9:17 pm
Hi Whitney, I found your blog through Danille’s, you and your husband are hillarious, I had fun reading! Your upstairs neighbors need to lighten up!