I was teasing Mike a little yesterday, so he went over to tattle to my roommate.
“Courtney is protagonizing me …”
Thanksgiving traditions
Like every year, Dan Kellog, composer extraordinaire, has people over to enjoy his home theatre. This year’s feature: Star Wars: Episode 4. The original. The classic.
Because my boyfriend Mike arguably looks an awful lot like young Luke Skywalker, Dan suggested that he dress up for the event as Luke Skywalker.
Which of course evolves into the demand that I be Princess Leia.
And that is why I’m sitting at my kitchen table with my rather short hair in two pitiful pigtails, with two English muffins plastered to the sides of my head to pose as makeshift “buns.”
Augh. I think I have crumbs in my ears …
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Google goes fowl
Mike, my fabulous boyfriend, discovered today that you can make your own Google turkey!
Check it out here! In the meantime, here are Mike and my respective birds:
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My sick boyfriend
Poor Mike is feeling crappy today, so I went over to his house to try to make him feel better.
I got him some Sprite and some Gatorade and some tea, and I was feeling pretty good about my caretaker skills.
Then I pulled on the power cord to unplug my computer and accidentally made the fan fall on his head.
Oops.
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My Mike
The other day Mike promised me that he’d be my sugar daddy.
Then he took that back, for fear that he won’t make the millions the title implies.
So now he’s promised to be my Splenda daddy … or, as he says, Splendaddy.
I’m not exactly sure what that means, but I think I’ll keep him either way.
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Deep thoughts
Mike looked at me from across the table today, took a bite of soup, starred into my eyes and said …
“I ran out of fish food a week ago.”