happy fourth
yesterday i celebrated america's birthday by staying in bed for 20 consecutive hours and wallowing in my own filth. okay, so i wasn't really that filthy, but i like to say i was wallowing in my own filth. and when khalid came home from work that evening, i could see that slight bit of disgust in his expression when i responded no to his inquiry as to whether or not i had brushed my teeth yet. i blame this slightly on him, as it was in small part thanks to him that i didn't really have to get up. he very sweetly brought me cereal in the morning, and then came home from work with lunch that he picked up on his way home. so really, would you have gotten up just to brush your teeth? i think not.
i took pity on him and finally showered and brushed my teeth before we went out to watch the fireworks. i guess it's okay for me to smell myself, and still kind of okay for him to have to smell me, but i'd rather not knock out the general public out to watch the fireworks. although...hmmmmm...it might have prevented all the annoying people from sitting next to us on the lakefront. there's always next year!