Soccer got cancelled on Wednesday due to lightening....
On the way home I said that my hips hurt and "...I am so old. I mean I am going to be 44 next month."
From the backseat Boo Boo La La says, "Nuh-uh, you ARE 44! You will be 45." T-bone laughs and says, "Your own DAUGHTER knows how old you are and you don't?" Okay, so I am aging and senile too.
Nyah.
Forward to last night and my T-bone starts talking about how summer is almost OVER, "...I mean its Memorial Weekend, then in two weeks Jake's graduation party, then the Bastard Open, then its Fourth of July." "Dude, you skipped right over MY birthday for Fourth of July?"
"Oh that birthday where you will be 44?"
Yes, he has a death wish.
5 comments:
I hope you'll use his "skipping" your birthday to your gift advantage.
Oh honey, I am WITH you! Though I manage to remember how old I am, I ALWAYS forget how old Jimmy is, I keep aging him by a year! He HATES it!
I love Terry!
And I love you too old lady
My hips hurt too.
I hope T-Bone doesn't skip over buying you an awesome b-day present!
And summer BETTER not be almost over!!! I want some warm weather first!
that is soooo funny! My husband constantly forgets how old we are. He also started complaining that summer is almost over! These two guys need to calm down and enjoy it (and yes T needs to remember your birthday!!!).
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