Tuesday, December 4, 2012


It was a normal day. Nothing exceptional or out of the ordinary day-in day-out routine. Get up, go to work, come home, dinner with TV, then bed.

Wash. Rinse. Repeat.

Yesterday, I made the call: we would watch "Young Adult" because Blockbuster might want me to return it eventually, if not immediately. Ten, twenty minutes in, and we gave up. We lacked the... umm... Interest.

Boring. As. Hell.

So tonight, as penance for my obviously horrific error in judgment, Tim picked. And opted to go off the board, suggesting neglecting the TV in favor of staring lovingly into each other's eyes, whispering sweet little nothings and enjoying the sights and sounds of our Christmas-y home.

And it was lovely.

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