Friday, August 26, 2011

Bathroom Troubles

We had really awesome nachos for dinner (find recipe here).  Guess things aren't sitting so well for C.  His tummy has been talking yelling all night.  After a trip to the bathroom read the comics, this conversation occurs...

C: "Harrumph!"
B: "Things didn't go so well?"
C: "No, it wasn't very productive."
B: "It was all the cheese" (from the really awesome nachos)
C: "Yeah, I guess."
pause...
C: "I mean, I was noisy..."

I don't really know what to say to that...

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Jersey Shore concerns

So I've gotten C totally hooked on Jersey Shore.  I know, I know... We've been texting back and forth today while he is at work being a big lawyer and stuff and I am doing chores at the house sitting my ass on the couch watching The Talk. CBS broke in to tell the nation about the rare east coast earthquake felt from Virginia to New York.  I text this info to C and tell him that it was so widely felt because it was a shallow earthquake.  This is his response, no editing:
"Fascinating!  I love how the New York press is all "earthquake felt in NY and NJ."  It's epicenter was in VA! Hahahah!  Ooooh! (no lie, he said Ooooh!) I wonder if it affected the Jersey Shore filming?!"

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Wash the Deck

While watching a commercial...

C: "Wash the deck.  What is this 'wash the deck' stuff?"
B: "When you have a deck you will know!"
C: "This tells me I should not have a deck!"

Looks like we might not have a deck...

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Naming the Blog

So, we're debating what to name this blog space of ours; bncconvos or cnbconvos? I KNOW! BIG DEAL, right? So we settle on whatever the hell we named this place, and I ask C, "What should I write about first?" (because we've had several blog-worthy convos tonight). He suggests this idea here and then proceeds to elaborate on exactly what I should say. I said, "Would you like to write this?!" and he says, "No, because it's yours." If y'all could hear HOW he said this you would totally see why this is funny! This smug little sing-song, "no", with a little shrug. S. M. H.