Monday, February 22, 2010

My 50th Birthday

I am so playing this game at my 50th! I know I am planning a little early, but I may not even remember my Birthday by the age of 50, much less this game!


Friday, February 5, 2010

Daddy's Little Boy




Just wanted you all to see my Redneck Baby! As long as I can talk Allan out of his camo and carharts, before he turns 5, I think we will be okay. He does look kind of cute for right now.

The Fight

What did married couples fight about in the olden days, before they could fight over which TV show they were going to watch? Last night Allan and I had a blowout! You would have thought one of us killed the other one's Mother. Let me paint the picture for you.... and of course you are gonna be on my side when this is all said and done with!
I got home from work, did a little straightening up, sat on the couch, and turned on American Idol. (My fave show, which I had DVRed)
About 5 minutes into my show, Allan gets home with the baby. I jump up to go get Peyton and play with him for a minute. I came back from changing his diaper, and much to my dismay, Allan had changed the channel to one of his dumb police shows. You know the really interesting shows where the cops are trying to find the murder for the ENTIRE show!
So, here is how the conversation went.....
E: Hey! I was watching American Idol
A: It was over
E: No it wasn't. I had just turned it on before you came home.
A: I know, and it was over
E: NO.... ITTTTTTT..... WASN'T!!!!!!
A: You already watched the whole thing
E: How would you know? You just got here. Why would I want to watch it, if I already saw it? Do you think I want to watch it twice?
A: It was over and you already saw it.
So, I am thinking in my head... is he serious... I mean, why would he think I was lying about watching a TV show!? This is the dumbest fight ever. But, keep it up buddy b/c I am GONNA win!
E: You have got to be kidding me! I only got to see like 5 minutes of it.
A: BULL!!
So... I did the only logical thing that a woman would do in this situation.... I slapped him and said....
E: Just turn the TV off then.
He pushed the 'off' button with all his might, threw the remote down, and said....
A: What the Hell is wrong with you!?
At this point, my best weapon is silence! But, I was thinking..... what just happened here, while kind of laughing in my head.
From that point forward, until Allan went to bed, everything that he did was in anger. He even fixed the baby a bottle by slamming things around in the kitchen for about 10 minutes. All the while, I am just calmly folding laundry in the living room. We haven't spoken since.