mr. schroeder and i have the weirdest relationship. we are just..really really weird people. i think this picture proves it:
it takes like 10 snaps to get a perfect picture. because we can't stop pulling faces. we try & do the cute "kissy pictures" but we look so awkward every time. we're just two weird people but at the same time, i like us.
here's what mr. schroeder sent me yesterday morning:
asking me if he can buy stuff for his dirtbike. isn't he a sweetie? so i respond with yes! definitely! happy husband, happy life, right? well, for me, at least. so i respond with this:
look at that. some friends & i went shopping at bohme. i love that store. it's one of my most favorite! you see what i did? i told him he could absolutely buy something. then i say i'm going to bohme. but then say kidding. then he assures me...that i can buy something. i like him. i really was kidding, about just 'going to bohme', by the way. that's not usually how i approach things. i just got a giggle out of it.
what in the world is with my left eye? it looks drastically smaller than the other one. i don't even know.
oh, and i think that well-known quote might be, "happy wife, happy life." right? ha. funny.