I was just talking to my brother about a pressing matter.
He answered me but his answer included the rolling of his eyes.
I smiled and handed him a bag of homemade chocolate chip cookies.
"Will a cookie help you to talk to me without rolling your eyes?"
"I did not roll my eyes."
"Yes you did."
"Any eye movement I make cannot be interpreted as conversation," is what he came back with.
Note to self: When Ben rolls his eyes it doesn't mean anything.
Want to know what's humorous?
It's me trying to figure out how to use the new phone system we just got.
If you happen to call my place of business and I hang up on you, please don't take it personally!
The 700 chickens that were supposed to come last week are lost in transit.
I'm worried about the little things.
I hope they're not dying of hypothermia somewhere in the back of a mail truck.
Jason took one look at me this morning and asked 'Are you feeling okay?'
Maybe I should comb my hair once in a while.
I told him I was feeling fine but that I would feel better if he would gain 20 pounds.
He just hugged me and laughed.
I've got things to do...
I can't spend any more time filling you in on all of the random nonsense that is my life.
As soon as I push 'publish post' I'm going to the mailbox.
I'm praying that I'll find a check for a million dollars.