Fail

This week has been a good one! Nothing too exciting happened since Jon and I like to work our lives away. But that is okay because we like money. And each other.

Looking back on the week though I realized there were some interesting things that took place. If they were to be put on instagram, they would all be hashtagged- #fail

Since I dont have instagram, this is where they will be displayed.

It all started with my coming home from church and trying to give Rusty a smooch

                                        

He likes scarves more than kisses.

Then I thought maybe it was because we dont feed the dogs enough...

                                      

Or maybe the dollar store just isn't the best place to buy your dog's food bowls.

Then I lost all faith in Walmart. This is the second Faded Glory belt i've been through! Maybe I'm just growing.

                                       

Or maybe Walmart just isnt the best place to buy your belts at. 

After giving Jon a hard time about his quirky foot, he pointed out one of my quirks

                                       

Apparently I have no idea how to close cabinets or drawers. 

Don't mind the dishes, our plumbing hates us remember? which means we can't always use the dishwasher. And I don't believe in hand washing dishes.

just kidding. 

but seriously.

Don't worry, its clean now.

While cleaning the kitchen I decided to organize the fridge and freezer. I came across this

                                        

This is why I love him.

This last one doesn't have a picture because it was too destroyed. Story time.

My family was over the other night for dinner, afterwards we were all sitting in the living room chatting, my parents on the couch, brother in the kitchen, and me standing next to the wood burning stove enjoying the fire my brother had just made.

When out of no where, a gun shot. (or at least what sounded like one) I had been hit. Everyone's ears were ringing, my stomach throbbed, and the two cuts on my arm led to a blood stain on my shirt.

So what happened????

Well unfortunately sometimes I lack in the common sense department. I had made a fire earlier that day and left the lighter on top of the wood burning stove. After being over heated from the second fire the lighter fluid inside gave up. Which resulted in its explosion. Half of it nailed my stomach, while parts sliced my arm, and the rest flew across the room. #fail

Good times.

Lesson learned: Don't put lighters on hot surfaces.

No worries I'm fine. It ended in a good laugh.

Now because of all those fails we have to end with a win right?

Well Dear Jon sold his beloved truck when we got married. He just hasnt been the same without it. 

No worries though, some times when you let your husband go hang out with his brother in law he surprises you and comes home with a truck.

Yep, he's one of those.

 This easily could've been something to get upset over, but I've been expecting to come home to a truck since the day he sold his. so.. not too big of a shock. haha

Well, now time for Quotes from Jon: (in honor of the new truck) "You have a nice body, probably nicer than my truck's body! and it nice!!"

He's so romantic.

And after a hectic night at work... "I feel like i've ran a marathon and was the lead singer at a screamo concert while being the general of a female army during a terrorist attack similar pearl harbor."

He's a keeper.

Life is wonderful! Bye!