sleep-time ouchies

The BF has been sick with a cold the past few days which gave me the opportunity to watch him sleep - no, not in a creepy way! NyQuil really knocked him on his @$$, so he was zonked out before I even turned the lights off. Normally he gets the pleasure of watching me sleep since he's always up later than me, but last night was my turn!

He's told me so many times before that I do weird things in my sleep, like have weird conversations with myself. Obviously he has taken quite an interest in my sleep patterns (because they're oh-so-interesting - NOT). Well, last night I got the chance to observe his, and boy did I learn a lot!

This is what happens when he sleeps....

This is apparently what happens when I sleep...

This must be what happens when WE sleep...

I now know where our leg bruises come from! Ouchies!

a saucy mess

Soo the laundry was done without problems this week... Were the dishes?

Well, to start off... a couple nights ago, the BF and I made dinner for my family - homemade spaghetti and meatballs. We all ate and enjoyed the dinner, but you all know what comes after eating, right? DISHES! The BF and I have this routine where we both cook and afterwards he does the dishes (yes, I'm super lucky to have a talented man to put dishes in the dishwasher, I know). Well, I decided to give him a break for the night and I took it upon myself to do the dishes, which probably wasn't the best idea.

As I started loading the dishwasher, the BF was hovering over me as if I didn't know how to do the dishes. I thought to myself I know how to do the dishes.. I'm not stupid! He continued to hover as I loaded the plates, the strainer, and all of the utensils. Finally I loaded the last dish (or should I say pot which moments before had been filled with homemade spaghetti sauce). As soon as I put the pot in the dishwasher, the BF gave me that look that basically says you're doing it all wrong. He then told me not to put the sauce pot in the dishwasher because it won't get clean unless we hand wash it. Well, I insisted on putting it in the dishwasher anyway and even bet him that it would be clean when we took it out. I turned the dishwasher on... there was no turning back now.

The next morning I opened and unloaded the dishwasher and what did I find??...... Well, the sauce pot was perfectly clean, but our white plates and strainer were PINK!

I couldn't believe it! How could I possibly mess up doing the dishes.. in a dishwasher?! I can understand breaking dishes (yes, unfortunately I have done this before), but turning them pink - that's just unheard of. Maybe dishes just aren't my thing... Maybe we should just stick to the "BF does dishes, I do laundry" routine. After all, if I keep this up we'll be spending A LOT of money on new dishes every week. No big deal - just another FAIL!

HAPPY FRIDAY!
Have a great weekend! :)

Eeek!

The past few days I've noticed SPIDERS ARE TAKING OVER MY LIFE! I know I live in the woods (no, I'm not one of those hick people), but come on! I don't need these gross things invading my room - they scare the $h1t out of me!

Seriously, it feels like they're taking over my life. I found TWO in my room the other night and made absolutely sure that they got killed before I went to bed. This was pretty hard, considering the BF doesn't kill anything! I needed them dead and fast! It must have been my lucky night because the BF actually decided to kill the damn things! :) Yea, normally I don't like killing things either, but spiders... they're a totally different story. They're disgusting - creepy, crawly, and just plain GROSS! Like I said, the BF decided to kill them, but we didn't know that the things were fast as hell! We killed the first one within seconds of seeing it, but the second one wanted to take us for a ride. Now, I'm not a pig, but my bedroom isn't necessarily the best room for spider hunting. I didn't see it anymore -  I was freaking out! I didn't want to get off my bed in case he just thought he'd pop out and scare me. The thing decided it was going to hide under the bed for 10 minutes while we moved everything that he could possibly be hiding under. Finally I saw his body poke out from under the bed (my side, of course). I told the BF to get the fly swatter and get ready to kill the darn thing!

Finally, the thing was DEAD!

Believe it or not, unfortunately this wasn't the worst spider hunting adventure we've had. YUCK! I think it's about time I move, don't you think?

Grrrrrr...

Ever since I signed up with Blogger I haven't been able to use some features. I'm soo disappointed that I can't comment on any blogs or even reply (is this even possible?) to comments I've received!

I feel like these awesome people think that I don't care when actually I can't friggin' wait to finally be able to respond to them. I wanted to comment on my first follower's blog (go visit http://weareforever-xo.blogspot.com/ now!) the other night thanking her for becoming my very first follower, but I COULDN'T! I'm so sorry! It's sooo upsetting and soo frustrating! I know it's a known issue that Blogger has to deal with, but DAMN! I can't even post anonymously! THIS NEEDS TO BE FIXED ASAP! It'll make this girl - me - extremely happy :)

Anyone else having this problem??? Obviously you won't be able to comment on this if you are. Ughhh! Please fix this Blogger!