Now, I don't mean to make light of anyone's passing. That is not my intention. I just thought it was ironic, or perhaps somehow perfect, that on the day Steve Jobs decided to move on to bigger and better creativityness, this is how I found my husband (Ah! Still feels weird to say that word. Or type it!).
*Please note, he did not leave room for me on the bed.
Geez, Brad. Take up the whole bed whydontcha. (I'm sorry, Jenn, I couldn't help the commenting.)
ReplyDeleteThis has nothing to do with Brads photo, but I just read through all your posts and loved it! Miss you two.
ReplyDeleteI was tired! I got sent to the bed to do my studies while my pretty little wife made a blog in the office. Studying in bed is better than ambien. I'm convinced!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure Steve would be proud. :)
ReplyDeleteAura, I LOVE the comments. I thrive on them, actually.
ReplyDeleteT! I miss you, too. :( How is Millie doing? and Janie?? And YOU, ha ha, of course.
Bradicus, I'm glad you think I'm pretty. And that you do as you're told. ;)
Ash. I'm sure you are right.