I need to get something off my chest. My husband is a dork. Not just a "Oh he wears glasses and his hair is always messy" dork but a full-blown, unapologetic, "May the force be with you," "Are we really watching 'In Search of Bigfoot' again" DORK.
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| Yes, that is a Goonies shirt |
Sometimes this is endearing. At other times, I get a little concerned that his dorkness is contagious and may be infecting me along with the other animals in our house. For example, Abby, our black lab, is now a full-blown, "Daddy, everything you do is wonderful," "please pet my butt while I put my head on your shoe" dork.
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| "You're going to need the Force to get out of this one." |
I am starting to see evidence that this dork virus is spreading into me as well. For Christmas last year, I scoured the internet for the best deal on a Lego R2-D2.
This year I found a pattern for a
Princess Leia baby hat and it instantly jumped to the top of my to-do list. Here is my cat, Gypsy, modeling it. Also poor kitty, you didn't really think you would escape the dork virus running rampant in this house did you?
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