- so tuesday afternoon i noticed this little hard bump on the bone behind my right ear. i proceed to push on it, which gives a sharp aching pain. and silly old me decides, "oh, hey, i should keep doing this. maybe it will help it go away." then i decide to show the mister who proceeds to say, "maybe it's a volcanic zit that's coming in." yeah, because i get those all the time. not. and then he decides to push on it too. a few hours later this sharp aching pain has traveled all down my right neck resulting in a 2 hour sleep and the rest of the night crying in self pity on the couch catching up on The Voice. *p.s. if you watch this show, i definitely think that Juliet Simms should have won. just saying.
moving along, turns out that hard little bump was an inflamed lymph node from my cold a few weeks back. and thanks to all my prodding, i'll be looking like the above picture for the next few days. ouch!
- this conversation...
hubby: tan, check out that old mans running shorts.
me: where? i don't see him.
hubby: to your right. in the bright orange short shorts.
me: um, that wasn't an old man. that was a pregnant woman.
hubby: are you sure?
hubby: did she have really blonde hair or something?
me: yeah. but how did you not notice the giant pregnant belly?
hubby: i thought he was just fat...was she pretty?
me: why does that matter? (proceeded with a little punch. yeah, we love each other...)
- catching the mister up on all of the vampire diaries episodes while waiting in line for our food. and then having a serious chat about what we would do if one of us got turned into a vampire. needless to say, many concerned stares from the old couple in front of us.
- re-recording voicemails 5x over because the stupid voicemail box keeps cutting you off with that perfect little voice saying, if you would like to listen to your message, press one. if you would like to delete and re-record your message, press two. if you would like to send your message with normal delivery, press three.......are you still there? *repeat. so, sorry if you received many awkward, and sometimes frustrated messages that don't make any sense from me, danielle.
- while playing soccer, telling everyone "you got it", then totally missing the ball when you go to kick it, not realizing, and sit there smiling with pride while the opposing team comes in and takes it. seriously, how does that happen? i blame it on the adrenaline rush.