Wireless Internet? Amazing!
"Let me ask you one question," Jed said Friday night as we were getting ready to watch a movie, "How Ghetto is it that we have no sheets on our bed and are sleeping on a quilt and have no pillow cases?"
"Well, you have one pillow case at least. I don't have any." I retorted. (Don't mess!)
See, one morning I woke up to Parley next to me eating the chocolate treat I'd put under his pillow. Only, the chocolate treat was also all over my bed. So, I threw those sheets downstairs to be washed.
Not long after, (but let's be honest, long enough to where the other sheets should've been washed, and folded) Jules threw up on our next set of sheets. So, it really was sheet washing time. We have other sheets, they're just outside in the shed waiting with a whole bunch of other shnackle to be unpacked and loved again. (Are you saying ghetto to yourself? Don't lie!)
I washed the sheets. But they weren't dry in time for bed, so, I got the old green quilt one of Jed's old girlfriends made for him (not nearly as awesome as the denim one I made him) and lay it out where the sheets ought to have been. It wasn't a bad night, so when the next day came, I forgot to put the sheets on the bed again. (Quit it with the ghetto!)
SO, the story goes on like this for a few days--what? Did you forget my bad back?--until Jed made that comment. So, just like the little red hen, who planted the wheat, harvested the wheat, took the wheat to the mill, and made the cake, I, Jayne alone, took the sheets off the bed, washed the sheets, dried the sheets, and finally, put the sheets back on the bed. You'd think I was Cinderella or something! Because I'm so pretty and I love mice!
Unfortunately, since Jed posed the question, I've been aware of all the other ghetto-ish things in our life. Like the broken giant mirror on our patio, or the rabbit ears on our tv (what do you mean there's a switch to digital tv?!).
So, I admit it. I'm a teensy bit ghetto-y. But you'll remember, Jed did not get the sheets and put them on the bed. Jed is equally as ghetto as I am. Absolutely. Maybe more so. For sure more so. And that is why we make such a sweet sweet ghetto-y pair.
Oh, and by the way, why didn't anyone ever tell me wireless internet was so great?