It's Veterans' Day, and Marvin doesn't have to work. He is not a veteran of anything, really; nevertheless they gave him the day off.
Well.
It has been a long time since I have had Marvin underfoot while I try to get ready for work.
First of all, he is the world's perkiest person in the morning. The alarm went off at 6:45, and two notes into the song that burst on, he's singing along at the top of his lungs. Then he's LEAPING up. "IT'S MORNING! GET UP!! TIME TO GET UP!"
Let me tell you a little something about June, over here. I am not a morning person. I hate to sound like Garfield, but it's true. I am perky at 11 o'clock at night. Six forty-five a.m. is not my peak hour.
And when I finally DID roll out of bed at 7:10, who do you think was already on the computer? MY computer? He has his OWN laptop. But he's clacking away on MINE.
I like my coffee like I like my men. Ground up and in the freezer.
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Amen, sister. Amen.
I swear, June...We married the same guy. My husband, who you have met, is also one of those jump out of bed kinda guys. I, too, am perky around 9pm to midnight.
He also has a penchant for using my computer. He has a fancy schmancy imac, but does he bother to fire that baby up? Why would he when my oldy moldy HP is there for the taking?
Most annoying!
I like my men the same way. This morning dh was up at, and I kid you not, FOUR AM!!! Because he felt like it. When I asked him to please shut the door so that I didn't have to listen to his morning routine, he acted all offended. HELLO? Sheesh. No wonder I'm cranky. I'm a total night owl.
Yikes! Funny! :)
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