B is off visiting his grandma this weekend and trying to clean out his dad's garage (not a small task, let me tell you! I believe I've commented about the no less than 10 shovels in one garage...). We've talked to him several times since Friday night. Yesterday at one time I talked to him, he had been visiting with his friend/brother, Mike. He and his wife, Amanda, just moved into a new to them house so Mike was showing off the house including Amanda's scrap room.
While on the phone, B says, "Amanda has this scrapping thing that I want to buy for you." Oh really? Hmm. "It's called a cricut." (I've kept my obsession a secret from him apparently...) "It's really cool." So I say, oh yeah, I really really want one and he comments that it's only $159. Well, if you know me, you know I can't get the littlest, smallest one and I need the big mamma-jamma. Told him as much.
L: "That's not the one I want....I want the bigger one...the one that's like $299."
B: "Go figure"
L: "No, I want the bigger one cause it will do vinyl."
B: "Oh really? Huh. Well, we may need to split that cause I could use the vinyl, too, for car stuff."
I thought I had cleaned out my ears yesterday morning, but I'm not so sure.....