Monday, January 14, 2008


One day I told Snookums that if I die before him, he has to wait at least 6 months before he starts thinking about getting another wife (I'm thinking about the future of course. We're not married yet). I'd prefer a year, but I was just being nice. I figured the minimum amount of time for him to get over the devastation of losing me (because I'm so abso-freaking-lutely amazing) should be 6 months.

And I told him that, if he gets another wife before the 6 months are up, I'd come back and haunt them both at the most inappropriate times.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOO. Get off of her. BOOOOOOOOOOOO. I remember that move. BOOOOOOOOOOOO."