I thought you would all like a glimpse into what a morning at the Turtle-Bird household looks like… er, sounds like. So here I am, sitting and drinking my tea, when I hear someone (who shall remain anonymous) blowing her nose, and then the song begins:
Why are there so many songs about boogers
And what’s on the other side?
Mmmmm… and boogers have nothing to hiiiiiiiide…
Someday we’ll find it, the booger connection, the lovers, the dreamers, and me.
When I lived with my favorite roommates of all time (Hi 5B!), we used to say that the world would be a better place if there were some video cameras in our apartment (in a non-creepy, non-L-Word way) and we were a sitcom… people would be highly entertained by our dinner conversation and random things that were shouted across the apartment. In retrospect, we were maybe the only people who would have been entertained, but I like to stop every so often and appreciate that I have found, again, that level of playfulness, ridiculousness, and hilarity in my fiancee.