That's what I was doing when my husband came home today. I tend to do it alot, and I'm not gonna lie, I love it. My old roommates thought I was either crazy, disgusting, un-cooth (how do you spell COOTH? Cuth? CUTHE? Wtf it's probably not a real word...) or just ridiculous. Well, I am all of the above.
Since I feel like I skipped a few introductions, let me tell you a little about me. I married a man almost twice my age and love him to pieces. He takes care of me, we support each other, adore each other and I'm excited to spend every day of forever with him. I have a west highland white terrier named Bodie, after the Bodie Island Lighthouse in Buxton NC, and 9 times out of 10, I cuddle with him instead of my husband.
I hog the remote and usually leave it on the Food Netword -- Primarily Paula Deen, Who've I've MET!!!
And I love being lazy. My husbands favorite thing to do to relax is yardwork. Yeaaahhhh... good luck with that. I'll stay inside and watch the Dirty Jobs marathon. Which, fun fact (THAT'S A LITTLE FF FOR YA, Dane Cook anyone? No? Oh well...) is the only show we tend to agree on. That and The Deadliest Catch. OOh! Reminds me, I got my shirt today, check it out:
Now me and Mike Rowe are twins. Oh, and this would be you ignoring that disgusting mess behind me. We use the spare bedroom as my closet right now. Where my 3020 roommates at? This is what my closet always looked like.