a quick M- vignette to tide you over the Thanksgiving hols:
you know you might be in it for the long haul when your guy's head is in your lap while you're watching an old Mexican horror movie and he's letting you pluck his crazy italian stray eyebrow hairs, and you marvel at them together ('wow, that one's huge') before blowing them away.
7 comments:
It's official. You have to get married now. There is no return from the plucking of hairs.
I patiently wait for an announcement.
Orange is absolutely right. By the way, my word verification is "sween," which is almost "swoon." Marriage!
i'm studiously ignoring all of you and your crazy talk.
but he is spending thanksgiving dinner with me and my friends so let's hope it all goes well.
Aww. Monkey-Grooming is the point of no return. Have fun eating and drinking and collapsing in a cuddly heap on the couch at the end of the day.
Szweeeeeeeeetness! Yay!!!
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