crazy little family

a couple nights ago matt and i made a banana/blueberry smoothie ...it was divine...we sipped on our smoothie as we watched LOST. it was a wonderful combo. as we were nearing the end of our second glass i asked matt, "is this the last of the mohicans?" meaning: is this the last of the smoothie. matt replyed yes. because of his quick, unhesitant reply i assumed he understood my weird little simile.well last night matt was being an angel and doing the dishes and i came in and saw the blender on the counter, about to be washed...with smoothie still in it!

ash: hey! you said the smoothie was gone!

matt: no i didn't, when did i say that?

ash: last night! i asked if it was the last of the mohicans and you said yes.

*crinkling of the eyebrows and confused look on matts face*

matt: i am supposed to know the last of the mohicans means the smoothie is gone?

ash: you said yes so i thought you were on the same vibe as me

matt: nobody is on the same vibe as you

ash: then why'd you say yes?

matt: i thought you were talking about LOST

ash: there are no mohicans in LOST

matt: there are no mohicans in smoothies!

this made me smile.

last night uncle ted & aunt charise stopped by and brought sam. sam is their huge, lovable golden retreiver. it was a lovely visit. i was excited to introduce merv to his first dog, but when merv saw sam coming up the walk he freaked. so i put merv inside and he went straight to the window so he could see us on the porch. sam jumped up and put his nose to the window right in front of merv. merv didn’t freak out. he rubbed up against the window sticking his nose right next to sam’s. he kept doing this over and over while we visited and i figured he wasn’t scared anymore and decided to bring him out again. merv freaked again. i put him back in the house. the rubbing and nose-touching-through-glass continued. my conclusion : merv loves dogs through glass windows…{period}