Last night Mike blocked my hand when I tried to poke him in the rib cage and said, “I can read you like a hawk.”
I don’t know if he was bragging or if that was a back-handed compliment toward whoever taught him to read.
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Last night Mike blocked my hand when I tried to poke him in the rib cage and said, “I can read you like a hawk.”
I don’t know if he was bragging or if that was a back-handed compliment toward whoever taught him to read.
… when I have some free time, I’m going to put massive pieces of heavy furniture that I no longer want at the edge of my drive way with a big “Free” sign on it.
Then I’m going to sit by my front window with a box of popcorn and watch as people struggle to get the monstrous bookcases, chests, and chairs into their cars.
I’ve had a spider living in my shifter for roughly a month. Each night he builds a huge web around my handle bars, shifters, bike lights and bell. Each morning I grab my “spider stick” and rip away all of his hard work.
But I’m sick of it.
So I’m declaring tomorrow “National Eradicate the Bike Spider” Day.
No, National Eradicate the Bike Spider Day can’t be today. Today is National Bike to Work Day.
Turns out that knowing both the title and the author is important when purchasing books online.
Despite the fact that most kids learn this in second grade on their weekly library trip, my (almost-has-his-doctorate) husband just learned this the hard way.
Mike was ticked at NPR the other morning because of the lack of information they offered regarding our projected snowfall.
We heard the announcer say, “A wide variety of snowfall totals possible today along the Front Range.”
“Come on!” Mike said. “Couldn’t they give us some more details? How about, ‘We’re expecting a mean of six inches.’ Or ‘We’re looking at a standard deviation of 10 inches.’ That would be a lot more helpful!”
Yep he’s pretty smart. Nerdy of course, but very smart.
Some stupid little kid has been whistling over in that corner of the coffee shop for the past two minutes.
It’s super annoying … And I’m not just saying that because I’m jealous that he can whistle and I can’t.