Reasons To Love Him, #13: (Not So) Contagious Enthusiasm
November 29th, 2006
“Honey! It’s THREE degrees outside tonight. I’m going to go see what three degrees feels like.”
* blank stares on my behalf * And then, a minute and a half later:
“Babe? Come and see what three degrees feels like! It’s SO cold.”
“Um, I’m alright. Thanks!”
“No, but really! It’s FUN. It’s THREE degrees.”
“I’ve felt! three degrees. I promise. Three degrees is frostbite, personified.”
“You’re not going to come out here are you?”
“Probably not. But you have fun!”
“Here, I’ll waft the door open and shut and then you can feel it.”
“You’re such a giver.”
Just popped by via the comment you left on my blog and wanted to say that your blog is rad. I love your banner and your sidebar button…that made me laugh.
And I haven’t heard someone use the term “hosers” for far too long and I’m going to help it make a comeback. Thanks for the inspiration. :)
hahahaha. A total giver. Lucky! heee!
you lucky woman. also, you DO mean 3 degrees fahrenheit, right? man, that IS cold… hope the heat works fine again (at least when chris leaves the doors shut that is) :) *smoochie*
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Oh yes, I meant Fahrenheit. I always forget to specify. :) We do indeed have blessed, blessed heat. Now that the furnace has stopped gurgling and barking at us. It must be getting cold there, too, eh? Or do you do opposite seasons? I am globally retarded. :) xoxo
Hi!
Thanks for stopping by Singular Scene I’m still buzzing about Encore… how sad is that?
I read your about page… I’m with you on the french thing… and yes… Atticus Finch is the perfect name for a dog!
Dee
Eeek. 3? Only 3? (I guess I shouldn’t brag that it was 60 yesterday, huh? But it’s supposed to snow tomorrow, so I guess I can’t really brag too much.)