Conversations with Besos: A lot of WTF, Stomping and Blank Face.
1. On Friday, Little Filthy went to the vet for a check-up. He got microchipped. I mentioned this to Besos.
She said it sounded like a good idea. And that she was going to consider getting me microchipped as well.
WTF.
2. I told Besos today, “You need a husband.”
She said, “Oh, yeah, I guess. Whatever. Did you see American Idol tonight?”
*stomp!*
3. So. I told Besos I was in love. Here’s how it went.
I screwed up my face and called up my courage and said, “I’m in love with you.”
You know what she said?
She said:
“I know.”
*Blank Face*
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Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:18 pm
Yeah, with everything I read about her… I love her too.
April 8th, 2009 at 1:30 am
I don’t know about you but I’m loving Besos more and more each time you blog about her
April 8th, 2009 at 7:53 am
Reminds me of what I’d told C one drunken night early in our courtship when he told me he had feelings for me:
“Are you sure? Maybe it’s just gas.”
Yup. That’s me. Miss Romantic.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:41 am
Duh.
April 8th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Good for you! And her.
April 8th, 2009 at 7:39 pm
She’s handling you.
I love her.
Good thing we’re engaged now.
April 14th, 2009 at 8:12 pm
Lucky bastard is what you are.