Thursday, September 4, 2008

My husband is worried.

My husband is worried that the Yard Retard is going to see the previous post and get upset.  I think I woke up in an alternative universe today.  My husband is never worried.  NEVER.  Ok, well if the house was on fire and he couldn't get his video games out my husband would worry -  any other time NO.  I'm the worry wart, I'm the one who obsesses over that kind of stuff.

1st - the Yard Retard is not going to be perusing my blog.
2nd - the Yard Retard does not know I have a blog.
3rd - the Yard Retard would not lower himself to read my blog if he knew about it.

Husband why are you worried about this, are you trying to impress him.  Do you want to bond over some manly thing?  You were the one that gave him that nickname.  Trust me he'll never find out, but if he does do you think he might plant St. Augustine and have a normal yard like the rest of us?


HeatherN3Boys said...

That was a hoot! I think I busted a seam laughing so hard... OMG... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!! Ooh ooh! It hurts! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Anonymous said...

I love the name!!

Abby said...

I love the name Yard is cracking me up...ON our street we have crazy lady, weird lady, werid lady's son, and prison man. Well I guess we cannot chose our neighbors. Can I just explain that weird lady thaws hamburger on her porch and crazy lady walks down the middle of the road with enough makeup on for an army, Prison man (in prison for beating his ex...nice huh?) is just gross. Oh and weird lady's son is best friends with prison man....So let your husband read this and see that everyone has names for their neighbors and rightly