Seriously, why is PMS even necessary? I am an emotional nightmare. Today I cried at a toilet paper commercial. For real. Poor Lance. But the boy knows how to suppress PMS Paula back into her deathcave. He took me for a surprise trip to the grocery store and got this bad boy:
yes, that is a tub, folks. a TUB. Not a little packet, not a tube, a TUB. That means I get to sneak cookie dough for a long time.
and to my surprise he indulged too. Any of you who may know Lance will be slightly shocked at this entire post.
Ah the (literal) sweet taste of success.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
PMS
Posted by acos at 8:16 PM
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4 comments:
my mouth has dropped to the floor.....
Now you definately have picked a winner. I'm sure that was hard for him to purchase the TUB but I am guessing he knew that he needed a little assistance with Aunt Flo coming to town. :) What a guy!
LOL ash you do crack me up! hahahahaha see that lance hes a great guy! love it! plus love seeing that boy studying in the back ground cant get any better than that! enjoy your tub woman!
hahaha he is learning so quickly....
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