As I'm trying to figure out how to print up and mail my poetry proposal, hubby and I are texting back and forth. Yes he has gotten me hooked on the iPhone.
He sends me - I get indecent proposals from my other lovers all the time.
I reply - Sorry this one is totally decent.
He asks - What's the fun in that?
My reply - None but it may prove to be lucrative.
I've also been busy working on a 40th birthday party for him. Okay I set up the event on facebook, but Shawn did most of the inviting. He's the social person not me. But I am working on a limerick for it. Thinking about putting it on a posterboard with pictures of him, and having all the guest who come to party sign it. A unique way to remember everyone who helped him celebrate his big day. I have come to the conclusion an acrostic limerick isn't easy.
Forty is a fickle friend
Only trying to pretend
Ripe with hair
Youth has reached its bitter end