...because he's funny

I SWEAR I tried to post yesterday but something is going on with my internet at home. By something I mean the lady I steal internet from seems to have moved:(

A normal work day involves me getting out of bed after hitting snooze 400 times, pouting and crying and coming up with every reason in the world that it is absoulty absurd to expect someone to get out of bed at 10:00 am (you know because in my world thats SUPER early.) I then get in the shower and pout some more. Most days my boyfriend is nice enough to layout my work cloths on the bed because he realizes that the act of me having to spend two seconds looking for a clean work shirt amongsts the piles of close on the floor could send me right into a mental break down Sally Field style in the movie Sybil.

This has slowly become one of my favorite parts of the day. If he could just figure out how to get me up, showered, dressed and to work before waking me up, that would be a sign of true love.
Yesterday was not a work day and I woke up when ever I felt like it (but before it was dark again) and showered on my own time. There was no pouting crying or three year old fits. Even so I decided to push my luck and reminded him as I got in the shower to lay my clothes out. Part because I wanted to see if he would do it and mostly because I wanted to see what a man who refused to wear matching socks would pick out for me to wear that day....

And here is what I got...



An afro wig and a thong...

Katie Lauren