Listening

 Austin was rambling on and on about work. After the long diatribe.

Austin: Thank you for listening to me.

Me: I only do it about half of the time. Actually, that's an overestimation.

Dressed

 We were getting low on groceries, so I had to make the trek out of the house.

Me, whining: I don’t want to get dressed.

Austin: You don’t have to. I’m pretty sure they’ll still take your money.

Me: I’m going to Aldi, not Wal-Mart.

God Likes Me

 So, I have a tall mug with the Eiffel Tower and some French writing on it. It’s presently my favorite mug. And Austin broke it.

I forced myself not to get upset, because it’s just a mug and we really don’t need a bunch of mugs cluttering up our cupboards. But it was my favorite.

Today, Austin’s favorite glass tumbled out of the dish drying rack, but it was inside a plastic take out container, so it didn’t break.

Me: God was with me today. This glass is a lot more delicate than the mug you broke yesterday, but it was saved by the oddity of the way it fell inside of the plastic take out container, then to the floor.

Austin: Yeah, like God cares about mugs and glasses.

Me: God likes me better you. 

PETA

 I do not support PETA, nor do I believe in the &*#% they spew. However, Austin & I were watching Penn & Teller: Bullsh*t on Hulu. Not a bad show, but biased and dated.

Their first season on PETA showed that PETA thinks that we should abolish animal cruelty. They don’t even believe we should have pets, that we’re enslaving animals.

Me, carrying Sarah up to Austin’s room, because she’s blind, old and can’t handle the stairs.

Austin: I think PETA has this whole animal-enslavement thing backwards.

Blue Violin

 Me, texting Austin, going through Mom’s stuff: Do you want this?

Austin, texting back: Set it aside. I might put it in the bathroom for a while before getting rid of it.

Me: There’s also a brown.

Austin: I don’t want the brown one, just the blue.

Me: Racist.

 

Poor Quality Chocolate

 I am slowly but surely eating the day after Valentine’s Day marked down candy. Chocolate hearts with crispy rice. Austin called me a heretic for eating it.

Austin: That is poor quality chocolate!

Me: There’s not enough chocolate in this for it to be poor quality.

Underwear Mania Continued

 Austin: It’s your turn to pick what underwear we’re wearing today.

Me: I say we go commando.

Matching Underwear Mania

 You guys are aware that Austin & I wear matching underwear 95% of the time, right? This has come up before, right?

Well, I now get photographs like this texted to me so I can get dressed at my leisure, but still select the correct underwear.

Sorry for those who are all TMI. This is my life, y’all.

Bobas

 Austin bought a can of bubble tea. You know the kind, with big tapioca beads at the bottom. They’re called bobas.

Austin: Do you want some of my tea?

Me: No, I don’t like bobas.

Austin: I like your bobas.

*smh*