I can’t wear sleeves when I work out.
The neighbor kid is obsessed with motors. I’m obsessed with plotting his death.
I have a desk calendar with a word of the day on it. I’m trying to improve my vocabulary. I’m pretty sure that the only vocabulary words I’ve learned thus far are the ones I already knew.
I found this on the couch the other day. When I asked my husband why there was a knife on the couch, he told me he needed to carve some meat off of his foot. Yeah….we’re 24 years and counting, but I’m starting to count slower.
When I’m on the computer and I know I have to go pee, why do I still wait at least 20-30 minutes to go?
You’ll find the Random Tuesday Thoughts HQ over at the UnMom. But, pee first.