zap!

Jeremy and I were at AZ88 tonight enjoying our last childless night  when Jeremy said something that I thought was silly...so I began to tease him...he pretended his iPhone was a tazer and zapped my neck. We thought the idea of a tazer iPhone app would be awesome.

me: There's a zap for that...

he's not the only one...

I honestly wasn't even trying to be punny but man, when this came out of my mouth and I realized it was a play on words I lost it...literally slapped my knee, I thought it was that funny.

Jeremy: Those miners are still trapped in Chile

Me: Oh, I'm sure they're just having a blast

the storm

Jeremy and I were just talking about all of the dents that we got on the hoods of our cars from the storm on Tuesday afternoon.

Jeremy: It was a hail of a storm.

so, i like sauce.

I am a sauceaholic. Seriously, I love sauces. Jeremy told me once that food is just a vehicle for me to get more sauce. I devoured a 16 oz bottle of the Schiracha from Fresh & Easy in just a couple of weeks & when Jeremy bought more the other day I couldn't wait to eat it on anything and everything.

So Tuesday night I drenched my left over Popper Burger from Four Peaks in yummy hot sauce. Jalapenos AND Schriacha, heaven. 

Me: Do you think I could live on sauces alone? 

Jeremy: It's saucible.

....and that's how it goes.

birthday pun, i mean, fun.

Today is our punny man's 32nd birthday. Happy birthday my love.

Me: (finishing filing my nails)

Jeremy: BAM!

Me: What is this an infomercial?

Jeremy: Ya, for Emery!

Get it? Emery board...Emirel. Emirel Lagasse. Right. OK.

this is normal...

After smushing a bug with his shoe in the bathroom which lead to a white gooey mess that made me almost throw up Jeremy said: I bet he won't have the guts to come in here anymore. (Apparently this is an oldie but goodie, I had never heard it before)


While watching a show on Egypt Jeremy said: That Muhamad Ali Mosque in Cairo is quite a knock-out...followed up with: On the list of the best Mosques in the world it was a real contender.


And after I read him a description of a condo that said it has 'plantation shutters' Jeremy said: Don't be a slave to the sun (Nice, I know.)

poke-a-nose

Espen has been plying with Moon Sand for the last 20 minutes. He normally starts off doing the usual Moon Sand things, making blocks, smushing it into molds and driving his toy cars through it. After a while though he starts to act a little spastic with the 'sand'...


Espen: (putting his face in the moon sand)
Jeremy: HEY! Stop poking your fae in there, you're going to get Poconos!


Zing.