Doug and Noah are home from their ski trip. Doug told me all about his first fall, Noah’s first time on skis and armed security guards on the ski slopes. I told him I was out of laundry detergent. Doug told me about the snow, the cold and the mountain. I asked him if he was hungry. Doug told me about the paramedics, the tents and the campfire. I told him that the outside cat had barfed on the front steps. It’s official. I am the most boring person ever.
One thought on “dull as dishwater”
I laughed out loud.
My dog barked, not Mabel, in front of company today. Does that count?