tonight, in an ever-ongoing-recent effort to get the baby out we went for a walk around our block with adam, twice.  adam "melling" flowers and all of us breathing in some fresh air, since it finally stopped raining for a few minutes this week.

as we walked, eric and i talked about our past apartment.  today, before our lease is even "officially" over, we received our deposit back in the mail.
he said: so... when are we supposed to turn in our keys?
i said: ummm, i dunno.  i guess we should just drop them off in an envelope before the end of the month.  but yeah, that was dumb of them i guess.  we have our deposit back, we could just...

and as i said: have free parking downtown forever!
he said, simultaneously: go poop on the carpet in there!

WHAT?  who says that?  i had to stop walking i was doubled over, laughing so hard.  visions of my wonderful husband squatting over the floor in an empty apartment, alone and laughing, made me laugh toooo hard.

not hard enough to put me into labor.  but maybe almost.

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among many reasons, one way i know that eric and i were made for each other - COPS.   yep, COPS.  there was a time when i was 21 and 22, lying in bed at 10pm and later, alone, watching COPS.  my friends were watching the sandman, ready for their new jobs in the morning, or american idol, or that terrible show "cheaters." but my secret, lonely love: COPS!  now, nearly a decade later, i have someone who is probably more excited (but maybe not) about COPS being on at 10pm.  someone to pause the show and discuss the crazies with.