I Feel Like An Orange

LOL.  I was reminded of this earlier because I was saying that Mike should change what he was wearing.  So he says he’s gonna find a pair of pajamas, and I started laughing at him, saying he doesn’t have any.  He basically does what I do at night.  Sleeps in a T-shirt and shorts, or sweat pants or something.  So he leaves my room, saying he’s gonna find something to change into and suddenly, I was reminded of several summers ago when Dolly was here.  She and I were hoping that, since my mom and Jason’s mom were outside talking so late, that Jason could sleep over that night.  So we pulled him inside, knowing that he needed something to sleep in, and got him a piar of my dad’s pajamas that were white with these orange stripes.  He actually put them on and as we were walking down the stairs and back onto the patio where our moms were, he kept saying that he felt like an orange.

Lol.  Okay, I just had to reminisce on that.  It struck me as really funny.

My eyes are almost back to normal.  I’m glad.  And it’s SNOWING here!!!!  I LOVE snow!  And I couldn’t agree more with Andy’s description of snow.  Lol.  I just asked Shannon if she wanted to meet halfway and make a snowman.  It’s quarter to midnight.  Dangit, she said no.  Oh, well.  There’s always tomorrow.  Man, I wish Andy was visiting here in the winter.  I’d love to have a snowball fight with him.  Or just walk around this neighborhood.  It’s GORGEOUS around here when it snows.

Okay, I wanted to write something meaningful, but nothing’s coming.  I just wanted to write that story, and now that I did, I’m gonna go.

Bye!!  🙂