My college roommate, who I haven't seen in three years, is visiting this evening with his wife and two kids. Since the last time I saw him, he's moved to Charlotte, NC, to be a science teacher. Neither of us are phone people, so we'll have plenty to talk about, I'm sure.
However, my house is ill-equipped to put up four people for the night. I've decided to give the couple my bed, tell them my bedroom is the guest room, and sleep in the basement on the floor. Hopefully they won't figure out that I'll be sleeping on the damp floor and feel bad. My blogreaders will be the only ones to know my heroic sacrifice. Ha ha.
It will be good to see him and his wife. I've met the first kid, but not the second one, and I forgot his name. Oops.
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9 comments:
It's WHOM I haven't seen, not WHO! Come on, English teacher!!
Oh my gosh, get over yourself. It's a blog. Antiquated grammar rules are not my priority here.
Um, I have an air mattress that you may borrow, seriously. I can even drop it off at the restaurant if you'd like.
Oooo, I didn't know there'd be fighting on this blog with insults back and forth over whom and who and such. That pumped up bicep is coming in handy! How fun.
(a different anonymous)
2nd Anon: LOL! Yeah, normally I wouldn't care and would accept good-natured ribbing about that sort of thing, but the all-caps and exclamation points pissed me off a little.
Shmausen: Thanks for the offer. It's already done, though. I did a good job of tiring myself out by walking a lot and then reading Nathaniel Hawthorne short stories as I doddered off to sleep last night. I actually used the dog bed and it was fine. My friends never knew, so that's the important part.
Wow. That's heroic. I don't know how you did it.
Here's a hint:
Watch out for Rappaccini's Daughter. She's dangerous.
~ Signore Baglioni
Wow.. thats terrible. It's too bad your friends didn't bring an inflatable mattress.. Oh wait!!!
THEY DID.. and we offered to set it up, but you refused. I feel bad for Holden. You stole his bed when you could have slept in your own bed and we could have set up in ANY room in the house on our own bed. Tell the whole story dear.. Don't make us out to be the bad guys and you sounding all heroic to your loyal blog fans.
And our son's name is Evan..
Oh my gosh! How did you find this thing? I had no clue! :)
I hope you're not offended. I don't think you look bad at all, though, so no worries. And, truth be told, that has been my bedroom until very recently, and it was so nice and cool down there that I've slept down there since you left!
I definitely played up the heroic part, though.
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