Monday, March 24, 2014

I will never do that again!

i dont considere myself as a clombsy person but i know for sure that i have had a few.. a lot of times where i do something completely irresponsable without any thinking prior to it and i end up learning something new that day, but a the top of my head i m trying to remember a few. after all im pretty much half asleep. lets see i will never play with my keys will walking on a street drain of any sort again. i will never heat avocato in a microwave because it turns black! i will never ever EVER eat something that has been on room temperature more that three hours/ something that expired long ago ever again. one day my wife cooked some delicsious rice and i was going to eat the left overs that were still on the stoove for about a weekend. while eating the rice i notice that the texture was slimy but i recalled my wive saying that she had over coocked the rice so i didnt pay attention to the texture, the smell of it should have been very repulsive but i had a clogth nose that day so i didnt pick up on it untill my wife told me how bad it was six hours later


as i looked at her walking by i couldnt stop noticing how much she looked like my lost sister from 5 years ago. the more qualities and characteristics they shared the more into the idea i would sumerge myselfe. there she was heavily walking with no grace whatsoever, her arms graped around her book with her hair as bright as the sun all over her face.

james doesnt need to speak full sentences to let us know how he feels. specially when its time to get a bath  he starts to cry very loud while mombuling words and running away from us when we try to grab em. he hates taking bath


by the time she broke down the "good news" my face expression drop to cold. from mouths ive been planing this day and i couldn't be any more exited, i would go to bed thinking about this whole new adventure and the incredible new things we would experience, but it wasn't until this moment that i realize i was the only one who could stop counting the days left. my wife seemed happier when her friend told her she was coming to visit for a week and we would have to cancel our trip

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