Paul turns the big 4-0 tomorrow! Yes, he will be officially OLD OLD OLD!! I'm so glad he doesn't read my blog. Don't forget to send him harassing Over the Hill notes if you have his email address (ask me for it if you need it - I will provide!)
I remember being at his 30th birthday party. All I can say is wow... so much can happen in one decade. I was just a little college student working as his servant... I mean employee.
Yea. I shacked up with the boss.
Those were the days when he lived in a little apartment on top of a strip mall. In fact, it was on top of the Dominos Pizza where my brother Craig was working as a delivery guy at the time. Hey Craig, remember when we used to call up and make you actually deliver the pizza to us upstairs because we were too lazy to walk down and just get it ourselves?!
Oh man, we've matured so much since then!
Er - you know that fish I mentioned in my last post? Dead. He was with us for 2 years, and I make one little post about him and go out and find him all upside down! And I never even took a picture of him to share. The guilt is crushing me! We hope we provided him with a happy fishy life. At least he waited until we got back from Germany before doing his belly-up.
We put him in our lizzard cemetery out in the back yard. Paul put an obnoxious grave marker out there for all the creatures that Brigid insists on holding funerals for. Paul played the Navy Hymn for him on his bagpipes.
OK - I'm kidding about the bagpipe thing. But wouldn't that be fitting? And I know those of you who know us and read that totally believed he did that, because he would so do that, and if he reads this he'll probably go out there and do it just to prove some wierd point.
Also, because I know you've been dying to know, Aidan has had 2 days in a row of not biting anyone... in the ass. I told my Grandma Vernie about that and I thought she was going to have a stroke she laughed so hard. I'm glad our pain is providing entertainment. She was a teacher, so she understands.
Otherwise things around here are normal. You know, for us.
I remember being at his 30th birthday party. All I can say is wow... so much can happen in one decade. I was just a little college student working as his servant... I mean employee.
Yea. I shacked up with the boss.
Those were the days when he lived in a little apartment on top of a strip mall. In fact, it was on top of the Dominos Pizza where my brother Craig was working as a delivery guy at the time. Hey Craig, remember when we used to call up and make you actually deliver the pizza to us upstairs because we were too lazy to walk down and just get it ourselves?!
Oh man, we've matured so much since then!
Er - you know that fish I mentioned in my last post? Dead. He was with us for 2 years, and I make one little post about him and go out and find him all upside down! And I never even took a picture of him to share. The guilt is crushing me! We hope we provided him with a happy fishy life. At least he waited until we got back from Germany before doing his belly-up.
We put him in our lizzard cemetery out in the back yard. Paul put an obnoxious grave marker out there for all the creatures that Brigid insists on holding funerals for. Paul played the Navy Hymn for him on his bagpipes.
OK - I'm kidding about the bagpipe thing. But wouldn't that be fitting? And I know those of you who know us and read that totally believed he did that, because he would so do that, and if he reads this he'll probably go out there and do it just to prove some wierd point.
Also, because I know you've been dying to know, Aidan has had 2 days in a row of not biting anyone... in the ass. I told my Grandma Vernie about that and I thought she was going to have a stroke she laughed so hard. I'm glad our pain is providing entertainment. She was a teacher, so she understands.
Otherwise things around here are normal. You know, for us.
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