MB just got done watching a movie on the Oxygen channel
You know, that channel for women? Yeah. I didn't laugh at him, though. I couldn't, because he was watching Ten Things I Hate About You, and if I laughed he'd probably change the channel, and hello? Heath Ledger = The Hotness:
Julia Stiles rocks, too.
Then the movie ended, and MB flipped through all seventy billion cable channels, finding nothing to hold his interest. The following conversation ensued:
MB: Would you put in a movie for me?
VBG: Sure. *Gets up and goes toward television* What do you want to watch?
MB: Really, I want to watch Law & Order: Criminal Intent or SVU, but neither one is on right now.
VBG: Seriously? Not on any channel? (there's usually a marathon of one or the other or both on at any given time)
MB: *listlessly flips through a few more channels* Wait. Never mind. Bob Ross is on.
VBG: You're going to watch this?
MB: *utter disbelief* It's BOB ROSS!
VBG: Hey, that's cool. Embrace it, man. Happy little clouds.
So my husband is now watching Bob Ross. And just now? This happened:
MB: Look! It's a squirrel!
VBG: *whips around to stare at television* He's not painting a squirrel. *TV shows close-up of squirrel* Oh.
MB: It's in his hair.
VBG: *thinks MB is kidding, laughs*
*shot widens to show squirrel actually wandering around in Bob Ross's hair*
VBG: Wow. Um.
Here's some proof that I did not hallucinate: Bob Ross Feeds a Squirrel (YouTube)
Happy little clouds, ya'll. Remember, there are no mistakes; just happy accidents.
Reading: Meg Cabot's Mediator series. It's young adult fiction, but very good, and I have a serious book nerd crush on Jesse the complete hottie ghost. I read a review indicating that the sixth book in the series is the final book, which makes me sad.
Playing: The Haunting by Clandestine