... and his wrinkled pants.
Please ignore said wrinkles. Wifey cannot accomplish everything, you know. Not after picking up his jump boots (not pictured, he drove to work in flip flops because he didn't want to scuff those darn boots), buying various gadgets like single ribbon backers and blousers, and having his rank sewn ever so expertly onto his shoulders while I waited. Add this to baking an emergency casserole in less than two hours, looking well-dressed and pretty at a surprise potluck after baking aforementioned casserole, doing what looked like 3 days worth of dishes, getting 4 hours of sleep for some ungodly reason I have not yet been able to fathom, lacing those same stupid boots, and various other details that my handsome husband forgot....
Yeah. Screw the wrinkles.
But he is handsome, isn't he? *is head over heels and rather disgustingly in love*
In other news, today is the second day of NaBloWriMo and so far so good. I'm starting to realize that I have plenty to say and no one to say it to. I'm also starting to realize that I may take a mini siesta from some of the things in which I am enrolled...
But not today! Today I have to tell you about the awesome, amazing, active Halloween Give Away at Confessions of a Pagan Soccer Mom. She's got a link to a shop called Custom Zombie and there are some wonderful Halloweeny things to check out there. Also, a few things I saw mentioned Cthulu, which has a Munchkin game based on it... anyway. GO LOOK!!!
Not to mention, me telling you to go look is one more entry for moi :)
Andrew is taking me out on a date tonight, and rubbing my feet, in exchange for all the beans worth of crap I did yesterday. Awesome AND handsome. Oh yeah.