Well, its Monday – but my work day is almost done and I get to go home to Jonny Ruff – Yippee.
I love when Jon is working from home, even though he is so tired when he gets home and only usually makes it until about 8:45pm where you will find him sleeping in my lap as I finish up the show or movie that we are watching. It is still a pleasure to have him at home, for dinner and just for laughs. He is funny. I like to think we are funny together and I think we are actually. Or at least my sister Cyn thinks we are funny. And I have to trust that she is really laughing because it’s funny, not just cause I am telling some silly story.
Actually thinking about it I think why Cyn likes the stories so much is because the are stories are about Jon purposely trying to annoy me. Like following me around when I am trying to rush at getting ready or touching me on my arms with random things (like raw meat EW) stuff like that. Mostly crowding me and trying to get in my way when I am busy is what he likes to do to piss me off or more accuratly to get a laugh. It is like what our dog Bibit used to do walk into of you when you were trying to move forward.
Just this weekend we were getting ready to go to a wedding, and I didn’t have much time to get myself ready and Jon hadn’t thought of ironing his clothes himself. So as I was busy yelling at him that I am not his mother (no offense Karen), he was yelling back at me that I was his Wife (his new favourite thing to say). And I repeated myself, but I am not your Mother Jon, and he repeated himself, but you are my Wife! Anyway, it cracked me up and then I did help him/teach him how to do some ironing. But the truth of the matter is the poor thing has never ironed, so not only was he doing a horrible job (don’t say I said that), but at one point he actually just put the iron face down on the ironing board to rest it...like really! what was he thinkingas he was fixing his jacket. Oh Jon. You are good at so many things, but ironing is not your strong suit (don’t mind the pun)J.
So its the funny times at home when we are tired and silly and just trying to get a laugh. The truth is I think we are trying to soak these types of evenings up as much as we can, they are not always going to be so funny...or who knows, maybe they will be?!?!?!
Just this weekend we were getting ready to go to a wedding, and I didn’t have much time to get myself ready and Jon hadn’t thought of ironing his clothes himself. So as I was busy yelling at him that I am not his mother (no offense Karen), he was yelling back at me that I was his Wife (his new favourite thing to say). And I repeated myself, but I am not your Mother Jon, and he repeated himself, but you are my Wife! Anyway, it cracked me up and then I did help him/teach him how to do some ironing. But the truth of the matter is the poor thing has never ironed, so not only was he doing a horrible job (don’t say I said that), but at one point he actually just put the iron face down on the ironing board to rest it...like really! what was he thinkingas he was fixing his jacket. Oh Jon. You are good at so many things, but ironing is not your strong suit (don’t mind the pun)J.
So its the funny times at home when we are tired and silly and just trying to get a laugh. The truth is I think we are trying to soak these types of evenings up as much as we can, they are not always going to be so funny...or who knows, maybe they will be?!?!?!
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