Jamie has to put her pants on a certain way! :) Oops...maybe all 3 of you didn't need to know that (sorry, James!). But I was pretty sure that I don't have any quirks. Do I?? I think that I found one.
*resigned sigh* I hate to admit this. It's gotta be the most irritating thing in the whole wide world.
I change the radio station so often in whatever vehicle I'm driving that I wear the numbers off the buttons. Constantly looking for a good song. When it's over, the hunt is on again. I mean, seriously. How flippin insane is that? The kids have grown up with it so they don't complain. I honestly don't know how Cullen hasn't lost his mind yet.
But that's it.
So this morning Joshy was cracking the eggs for breakfast- he asked how many to do. I said 6. I was on duty right away at work so I was taking care of that and he was doing just fine cracking eggs, and he got to #6. He cracked it, dumped it in. "Uh...mom? Look." And for whatever reason, no warning flag went off in my head. Blood. Blood all over the f*cking bowl, from an egg that was going to be something when it grew up. *TRAUMA!* I threw my hands up and started pacing, "oh no....oh no.....oh no...." which happens to be right when Cullen came home. "What's wrong?" "Oh, no...no. Look. Go look. Oh, no....."
He dumped the bowl for me.
I swear, it's going to require a really big hangover before I can eat an egg again.
Oh...dude...thats gross. I thought you were going to say it was something cool like the time I cracked open an egg and it had twin yolks in it. But blood...eww...
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