Dear Mom,
A conversation:
Me: I need to post to the blog, but I don't know what to say. Nothing happened today [that she doesn't know about].
Ron: Talk about how sexy I am.
Me: What should I say?
Ron: What shouldn't you say? Spill it.
There you go. I am going to ignore the undertones of weirdness of my husband wanting my mom to know he's sexy.
Love,
Ruth
3 comments:
Dear Ruth,
I admire your efforts of posting twice in the same day. Or at least, twice in the same day that I knew about it.
I'm telling you.... that Ron! He is showing classic signs of needing to get naked and lie in a pile... so, get on with it!! Tucker can hold the clothes. If Tucky can hold still long enough to have a sign taped under his chin, he can stand there and hold your clothes. Or he can lie down on them, since there are all those hundreds of layers.
If tucker knows " down!" and Ron knows " up!", you'll be in business.
Stay warm,
Love, mom
Dear mom,
mo-ooom!
love ruth
Dear Ruth,
hahahahahahahaaa.
I spilled it.
Love, mom
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