Translation: I'll see you in hell, rotten potato.
Suggested usage: Every time someone serves Brett food containing potatoes. He emailed me this sentence a short while ago, so I hope he plans on putting it to good use now that he knows it. Pommes de terre putréfiées, he does hate you so. If you're not rotten going in, you're sure as hell rotten coming out. That's fo' SHO'!
In other news, we had a very nice VD. (That's Shannon for "Valentine's Day.") I didn't do much (marinated the steak for dinner and did some chores around the house), but Brett made our dinner all by himself and then gave me a nice long massage. Note to those of you who may have forgotten (or didn't know): Brett went to massage school, and we have two very comfortable massage tables in our house, complete with face-hole bits for that ultra-relaxed, non-smush-faced feeling. It was a very nice massage. :D
I slept in latelatelate today though, and I still have a lot to do to get ready for CNY, so this is it for posts until *maybe* Friday. On Friday we're going to try to make a quick CNY supply stop at 99 Ranch on our way to see Jon in Travesties with Shannon, and then Saturday we're going to Costco, Target, possibly Home Depot, Banana Republic, L'Occitane, probably Fred Meyer, and then getting haircuts before hosting a family dinner party (with Brett's family) at our house that starts at 4pm. So I pretty much just have tonight and Friday morning to do any last-minute prep for the party, and for CNY in general (there are a lot of kooky superstitions about the lunar new year, which you can read about here, or here).
I'd better get crackin, but before I do, I'll leave you with this:
This "Wiij" is so nerded that I don't know whether to laugh, cry, or "get up and get down." I'm in a good mood though, so I'll choose to "get up and get down." Woo Wii! :D
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