Hello bloggers. For my first blog, I would like to introduce everyone to my handsome huggable lovable roommate, Tim. It's because of him, two days ago, that I finally came to the conclusion that I don't just live with a man in his 20's, but I live with a "Man's Man" in his 20's. You know...the kind of guy who gets home from a long hard day of work and decides to strip in the middle of the living room down to his skivvies and socks. Lets not avoid the fact that he also sits down, on perfectly perfect furniture in his sweaty boxers and opens up a 'cool one.' Just makes a girl melt!! <----each and everyone of you I'm sure has encountered this at one point and if not you will learn to catch on to the sarcasm. 
(Mind you, this is our second week of living together and we are still working our the little annoyances. Ladies, if you have any advice at all, PLEASE help me!). Two days ago, Tim came home from work and put his gladware container he had for lunch in the sink. Thanks to my random OCD moments, I decided to clean up his tiny mess in the sink. So, I opened the gladware container and found the following...
Yes, friends! That is a fork and a perfectly good one at that. OR more like it was a perfectly good one at one point before two days ago. Tim's reasoning: I had to find a way to make it fit into the container so I bent it. Seriously! Who does that? OH WAIT! That's right...a "Man's Man." The kinda of guy who thinks he is being really smart about what he just did even though it may seem completely disturbing to a normal human being. So my response to him was that it is now his official work lunch fork because I will no longer take my silverware being destroyed for the sake of this mans appetite and twisted brain. He claims he can't eat with a fork like that...I proved him wrong. And at the end of the day, you can't help but give props to the guy (although I would never admit it to his face), for finding a way out of his 'no-lunch box/bag' dilemma. At least he is different. Different is a good thing...right??
(Mind you, this is our second week of living together and we are still working our the little annoyances. Ladies, if you have any advice at all, PLEASE help me!). Two days ago, Tim came home from work and put his gladware container he had for lunch in the sink. Thanks to my random OCD moments, I decided to clean up his tiny mess in the sink. So, I opened the gladware container and found the following...Yes, friends! That is a fork and a perfectly good one at that. OR more like it was a perfectly good one at one point before two days ago. Tim's reasoning: I had to find a way to make it fit into the container so I bent it. Seriously! Who does that? OH WAIT! That's right...a "Man's Man." The kinda of guy who thinks he is being really smart about what he just did even though it may seem completely disturbing to a normal human being. So my response to him was that it is now his official work lunch fork because I will no longer take my silverware being destroyed for the sake of this mans appetite and twisted brain. He claims he can't eat with a fork like that...I proved him wrong. And at the end of the day, you can't help but give props to the guy (although I would never admit it to his face), for finding a way out of his 'no-lunch box/bag' dilemma. At least he is different. Different is a good thing...right??
Yours truly,
The girl with one less fork (Megan)
Well, you are with the brother of my husband....who is the SAME!!! In the bathroom was two pairs of shorts and a pair of boxes. On the computer desk was an old used napkin and two empty soda cans. But, atleast it was not the nasty snotty tissue that he puts on the counter tops and does not throw away! As for the dogs, I have had issues with Chucky eating a whole into my panties. That was a hard one to break. Good luck! This blog was a great idea.
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