this one speaks for itself

sometimes we like to do this thing

where we talk like robots.  which really just means that we try to use as many words as possible when saying things.  why yes, we are twelve year olds.  why do you ask?

embarrassing but true

Whoever said money can't buy you happiness doesn't own an iPod touch.  This note is actually Chris making fun of me.  Why? you ask.  Well, here is an embarrassing but true story for all of the internets to see.  One night I was falling asleep as Chris was inking some pages next to me in bed.  I woke up from my sleep and asked him to grab a pen and paper and dictated a poem about my iPod.  It was called "Ode to my iPod" and I dreamt it, then woke up and made my poor husband write it down.  I didn't even remember the next morning until I saw the poem Chris had written down.  I was equally mortified and completely entertained by myself.  And if ever an electronic device deserved a sleepily-composed ode, it's my iPod touch!

elephant men

date night!

like death and taxes

The only other thing I can count on in life is being frustrated, irritated and disappointed by the hotel booking for Comic-Con in San Diego every year.  This year I was actually kicked out twice during the credit card stage.  The first time I had our hotel of choice (not one of the closest, but my favorite) when it lost all my info and sent me back to start over.  The second time I had a backup that took so long to load to the credit card stage that by the time the page showed up, the hotel had sold out.  The third time I said, screw it, and booked at one of the nice, expensive hotels.  I'm not so frustrated that 16,000 hotel rooms sell out in thirty minutes but that EVERY YEAR they say it will be a better booking process and every year it sucks more than the year before. 

And as for their new waiting room system - that was total and utter B.S.  I had both our laptop and desktop on the site.  Laptop went into waiting room first (by several minutes) but still hadn't gotten through by the time I (finally, successfully) booked our room on the desktop.  

dirty foreheads

Back when Chris actually worked a job that included extended time with the general public he told a customer he had dirt on his forehead. On Ash Wednesday. Hahahaha.

look it's timely for once!

Have a great day filled with lots of green!

nanner-puss

Have you seen this commerical? It's like the best thing ever.

the grouches

These might be the most frequently uttered words in our house along with "what's wrong with people?".

i have no idea what inspired this lunchnote

dream chris

There were a couple of weeks recently where I was having the weirdest dreams.  A couple of those dreams involved Chris not being very nice to me.  So this is Chris telling his dream self to cut it out.  

excess baggage

Clearly Scout wanted to join us on our trip to Joplin this past weekend.  

Pre-Con Season Thank You!

Chris and I got back very late Saturday night from the lovely Joplin, MO where we hung out with awesome comics folks and had a great time at the second (annual?) Hurley Con. Since this officially starts con season for us I just want to put a giant thank you and super big hug out there to everyone who stops by to say "Hi" at shows. I am absolutely convinced that Chris has the very nicest fans in all of comicdom. And I sincerely appreciate all of you, but especially those of you who read Lunchnotes! Your support and kind words keep us going!

TGIF . . . indeed!

cats and ribbons

kitty jail

Scout loves to be in and under the laundry baskets, which we call kitty jail. Even if there are no warm clothes to climb on top of, she will curl up and sleep in the laundry basket.

cold

So the other night, I left my coat in my car and Chris was kind enough to go out and get it for me before I left for work. Unfortunately, it was frozen solid and I was being a big baby about putting it because it was freezing! Lesson learned.