what we talk about when we talk about wasting time

as of late, the only joy i've drawn from public appearance is when mike's involved - what with the black and blue jaw line (yes, i have bruising on the outside - as in the fatty layer - of my cheek,) the swollen eyes and the extra two to three inches added to the circumference of my face, it creates the illusion of "oohh...  looks like she was talkin' back..."  

he gets many dirty looks. 

and being the crotchety old woman that i am, i love it. 

(that's crotchety, as in crabby, not to be confused with crochet-y, as in productive with the making of sweaters.  i do not mean to imply that i am being productive with my down time.  i am not.)

mike took a picture for you:

this was before the bruises really got going. 

i'm even prettier now.

xo