Reasons To Love Him, #18: He Uses Official Forms To Declare His Romantic Intent
Chris sent this to me a few Mondays ago:
This was my response to his, for President’s Day, as it was:
Go here to read his or here to read mine (larger, online versions), and here to send your own.
In other less elephant dung related news: Jenny! will be here in t-minus seven hours! and counting. Hence the lack of frequent posting. Which is not really true at all (things have just been HECTIC, and CRAZY), but just rest assured that when you come to visit I’ll use you as an excuse for my inability to multi-task and just WRITE A POST already. I’m an equal opportunity excuse-maker.
Also: more mustaches are going out tomorrow! So, watch your mailboxes! I’ll also be posting an update on The Sisterhood of the Traveling ‘Stache and Les Rules(es) soon and very soon.
Happy! Friday guys and dolls.
damn. apparently, i should have planned a trip to portland this weekend, since i want to visit you too [so you have to make up more excuses ;)] and also, because jenny won’t make it to sacramento…
did i make clear that i wanted to be part of the Sisterhood of the Traveling ‘Stache ;)
p.s. i am SO going to send this öfficial form” to my husband.
Mad Libs are a dying art. I appreciate anyone who can communicate lovingly in a Mad Lib format.
So, did you take time out to remember Lincoln?
Those are funny! But “Sisterhood of the Traveling ‘Stache” is funnier. :)
I totally love that website. I sent two already, before I even came back here to comment!
You had me at Elephant Dung.
(I love you guys!)
aww, have a GREAT time! :)
PS: you naughty basket weavers, you…
I love the internet just for its brilliance and time sucking magnitude. This is awesome.
You guys are so cute that it’s kind of sickening! But in a good way. :)
How awesome! I think I’ll use the “Airing of Grievances” one for my neighbor, who thinks it’s OK all of a sudden to let their dog wander into everyone else’s yard to pee and poop, and then let their 7-year-old wander after it alone, on a busy street.
y’all had me at the mustaches.
ain’t love GRAND?