2. I watched Pitch Perfect last week. It was okay. The music was good. But...um, that's it? I liked the "finish him like a cheesecake" bit.
3. This is my exact reaction when Scott's friends show up at our house whenever they feel like it.
Just say I'm an awful person and get it over with. It's okay. I won't take offense.
4. On Wednesday, Scott backed his (brand new) truck into another car. It made us both feel awful and stabby. You know, like how Pete often feels.
But, this prompted me to wash (and actually take care of) my little Alaskan car. While washing it, I noticed the registration sticker was outdated. I knew that we had taken care of this before we left Alaska because we're not that irresponsible. (Alright. He's not that irresponsible.) I had no idea if we ever got the new stickers, where they might be, where the registration was, etc. I got out of bed at 6am Thursday to check the glove compartment and discovered I'd been carrying around an expired one for the last month. Great. I searched everywhere and it literally felt like I'd been glamoured or something because I couldn't remember anything. Those last few weeks/days in Alaska were such a blur! Finally, I realized if we had gotten the registration stickers in the mail, it would've been after the car was shipped to St. Louis, therefore that paperwork would be in the old truck we drove from Alaska. I checked that glove compartment and there it was. I thought my resourcefulness was nothing short of miraculous. Scott never would've found it. Like, never, ever, ever.
5. Speaking of our friend Taylor, sometimes she's pretty cool.
I found this somewhere. I don't follow her, as that "Following" button would lead you to believe.
