restrict your clever banter.
- Adam: I'm calling about seats now.
- Me: oookay... are you saying I can't chatterbox or something?
- Adam: yes. Restrict your clever banter!!
# April 17, 2011 / 11:34AM
sweatpants/PJs.
- Adam: UGH, I have no pants to wear to softball practice!
- Me: What? Just wear your sweatpants.
- Adam: But those are PAJAMA PANTS.
- Me: Only because you only wear them at night, they're SWEATPANTS.
- Adam: *sigh* Okay, fine.
- *a few minutes later he's in his sweatpants*
- Me: OMG, you're wearing your PAJAMAS?!
- Adam: SEE! Be serious! I can't wear these!! I have to go to Dick's and get new pants now!!
# December 12, 2010 / 2:46PM
I f*&%ing love this shit!
- The wind is REALLY whipping up outside with a bunch of snow, while Adam's outside messing around with the snowblower, so I called his cell.
- Adam: Yeah?
- Me: HONEY, come inside! It's really windy out there and I don't want a tree to fall on you!
- Adam: A tree isn't going to fall on me! I fucking love this shit! Want to come out and play??
- Me: NO! There are like, snow tornadoes outside, it's freaky!
- Adam: Come on, we can play in the snow!
- Me: NO!!
- Adam: Okay okay, I'll put this away and come in.
spider.
- Me: I didn't tell you about the spider!
- Adam: No, you didn't. Was it furry? I probably don't want to hear about it, actually.
Lady Gaga.
- B: I think I'm only ever going to paint my nails with this glitter nailpolish.
- Me: I'm so glad I got it. Maybe I'll put a coat OVER my zebra-print toenails.
- B: NOW you're thinking like Lady Gaga.
