So, after three unsuccessful attempts to drag other family members into lengthy long-distance telephone conversations, I decided that I'd best just blog about my misery. I thought up a relevant title for the entry, and went over to Google images to find some prosaic, public-domain photograph or cartoon that might fit, as is my wont. I put the title of this blog entry into the search box, and this is what came up . . .
This, my friends, is the "TwoDaLoo". A real, honest to goodness, made in China, toilet.
This, evidently, is what Google thinks of as codependency.
So, perhaps I'm not actually codependent after all . . .
5 comments:
where is he going for such a long time? oi, i don't like being separated for more than three days...
It's in order to take care of this little thing called "getting a job". He's doing all the footwork for his career options right now, and since police departments like to conduct most of their business face-to-face, it's going to take a little while.
Yeah, while it's necessary we're definitely not liking it so far. Neither of us slept well at all last night - lately I've been out cold at 9:30 p.m., and I wasn't able to sleep until about 1 a.m. Moreover, I swear that not having him in the bed dropped the overall temperature of the space by 30 degrees. *shiver*
-SIGH- The good thing is that I'm going home to KC to see him for our first anniversary in less than a week. So, not all of those weeks will be spent apart. Just most of them. :-/
Do you have to share the toilet paper too???
more blankets should help with the cold.
Also with big daddy I must ask, are they both reading the same magazine and tearing out the pages as they go along...
bad. bad mental images. I'm going to stop now.
police department? did i miss something somewhere along the lines? when did police work come into the picture?
happy anniversary by the way...
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