Last night I thought we had a mouse problem. There were mouse poops in the bathroom. Then I tried to clean them up and they moved. Totally freaky. They were bugs that looked like mouse poop. I think I'd rather have a bug that looks like mouse poop problem than a mouse problem.
The Detroit Tigers are playing the Chicago White Sox on Friday night. It is mullet night and fireworks at U.S. Cellular Field and I really want to go. I would even get a mullet. But Jesse and I are trying to save money and he says that "it's mullet chasing and related distractions that can get us in trouble." I'm not sure what that means. He also said, "I don't think I want to wake up next to a mullet." Does that mean I would have to wake up first? Or that I would have to sleep in the other room? I guess we aren't going to go. I was really excited about it for a minute. I agree that we don't need to mullet chase. And we are going up north this weekend so it would have been very out of the way. But damn. What fun!
Since we are trying to save money we have been cooking at home this week. Last weekend we planned a menu and grocery shopped. Strange. I know. Tonight I realized that we don't cook at home because when we do that we don't eat until almost 8PM. I hate that.
Mullets and baseball. Life couldn't have been more perfect. *sigh*
Blueberries and friends will just have to do!!
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I'll cut your hair into a mullet if you want to.
you're so nice! it's just not the same without baseball and thousands of people with mullets. thanks, though.
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