Two great things happened to me on Saturday...
1. Went to ALDI to get some fruit and found my favorite cheese crackers too (I've only been able to find them at Walgreens) for $.50 less than usual! I bought two bags.
2. I got a real, bonafide NAP--2 amazing hours! Best part? I fell asleep reading a novel. There ain't nothin' like a novel nap!
I must first preface this by saying that Clinton and I do not (ahem) fart in front of each other. If one of us needs to "relieve ourselves" then, we will go into the other room or the bathroom if possible. Some readers may be thinking, They don't fart in front of each other? Surely they must not truly love each other if they don't feel comfortable farting in front of the other. However, we feel this is on the contrary. Both of us think farting is gross and would rather keep that part of our unpleasantries to ourself. With that said, we realize we both do it and if we happen to catch the other one in the act, we give them a royal teasing. Now, onto my story.
Last night I was in the bathroom (going #1) and I left the door open. Clinton passed by and asked what I was doing. I told him I really had to pee. Right as I said it, a little bit of...air...came out. I hoped he hadn't heard it and tried to just finish my business. A couple seconds later he comes back around the corner and with a smug look on his face says, "Had to pee, huh? Sounds more like you need to pooh."
I couldn't help but laugh. Ha ha!
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