So here I am, minding my own business, finishing my lesson for class tomorrow. Wondering if I washed all the chil'rens uniform shirts, feelin' kinda pissy because it's gonna be hot as hell tomorrow. And where is my husband? Locked up in the garage...doin' something devious. He high-jacked my blog!
When we were in Palm Springs at the marriage retreat, one of the fun things we did was learn about "business time". Now I hear this phrase all the freakin' time. So I guess this is the man's way of telling me to get off the computer cuz it's time....business time, that is.
And for the record, I would never publish a photo of him shirtless, taco meat in all it's curly glory, for the world to see.
It is pretty funny though. Thanks honey, for putting me on blast to the entire blog world by posting a funny clip of "business time" in order for me to break you off something.
