I'm a Ray of Sunshine!

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Dr Em and Princess WeeWee's Take on Real Life


Here's the instructions for properly receiving the award.


To properly receive this award, the recipient must:

1. Include the award in your post or blog.
2. Answer 10 questions about yourself. 
3. Nominate 10 other bloggers for this award.
4. Link to the nominees and comment on their blog to let them know they are nominated.
5. Link to the person who nominated you.

I'm bad at following rules, so let's see how many of these I actually do.

Nominations:

Filing Jointly...finally
Kayla in Korea

Like the Vodka.

Popcorn Day

Oh, Abigail!

The Bloggess
The Adventures of Captain Dandelion

I nominated seven people. Cause ten requires too much effort.

10 QUESTIONS:

Favorite Color: Peacock. That can count as a colour, right?

Favorite Number: Wait. These aren't questions. They're more like statements. Is this a Jeopardy episode?

Behold the power of my photoshopping skills.

This is Why We, as a Couple, Work

This text exchange just happened.

Me: You know what would be the best Valentine's Day present?
Andrew: No
Me: A peacock. Preferably one named Jerry.
Andrew: Not this time of year.

He is not saying no to a peacock. He is saying not right now. Which really means that he will eventually get me one.

This would make us the absolute coolest people ever.

Yes, Jerry. Yes, you are.



Mother Nature is a Bitch. But I love her.

I feel like this would probably happen to Jerry the peacock while he was trying to seduce one of our chickens.

JER-RY, JER-RY, JER-RY!

While at work, I became inspired by the Wedding Gods. I immediately emailed Andrew.

From: "Christine"
To: <Andrew>
Subject: Summary: Your girlfriend is nuts.

If ever we get married, I want a live peacock at the wedding. Which we then keep, and name Jerry.

Since we've already talked about owning chickens for their eggs, I thought Jerry would be the perfect addition to our aviary family. Hell, he could replace the rooster! That way, there would be any annoying crowing at every hour of the day (Fact: Roosters have no concept of time). Although, I don't actually know what sound a peacock makes... Plus, if there were any allegations of incestuous cheating or granny strippers, Jerry could run a talk show. This was the answer I got from Andrew.

From: "Andrew"
To: <Christine>
Are you completely off your rocker ?lol

That "lol" is being taken as a "maybe".

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UPDATE: I have found their call. They sound like total pussies. Maybe I'll just hire that guy at the end of the movie instead.