What can I say?
I love Doc H's humor and our banter.
What would a marriage be
without humor and banter?
Yesterday, Doc H texted me a photo of our contractor, Midas.
Apparently, everything he touches turns to gold
and then he bills us for his miracles-
each and every hour.
If you can't make out the picture,
consider yourself spared.
It's just a whole lot of coin slottage going on...
So, the man has a point.
I love funny text conversations! I'm so glad you stopped by my blog. I'm sorry I've been so absent - I took a few months off of blogging/reading blogs and then signed up for NaBloPoMo so I haven't been keeping up like I'd like. I'm hoping once I cut back to my typical 2-3 posts/week I'll have more time to read blogs!
ReplyDeleteMy gosh, Stacie! No need to apologize! I'm just so glad to hear you're doing well and enjoying life! :)
DeleteOh girl! I should have taken you to Vegas w/ me last weekend to the Chippendales show. Could have used all your singles on those guys not your contractor ;)
ReplyDeleteOMGosh!!! I think I've forgotten how to do that! It's been at least a quarter of a century for me!!!! LOL!!!
DeleteNice crack there! I love how contractors think everyone is made of money. I hope Midas does good work:-)
ReplyDeleteHe actually does very nice work. I suppose I have to give him that along with my entire bank account. :/
DeleteWhen I'm younger, I'd rather have the Gstring. When older, give me the checks. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, Honey. When you're older you CAN have BOTH!!
DeleteHaha funny! I hope his real name is Midas because that is just a great name for a contractor :)
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