Michelle and I, hanging out on the recliner. Me – writing an email update for the kids on some of the things going on in our world, She – going through facebook.

Michelle: (reading) The Zombie Apocalypse is upon us. Look to your right. That will be your weapon against the Zombies.

::looks down and sees Lola snuggled next to her::

Me: Really? Lola is going to be your weapon against the Zombies? You’re fucked.

Michelle: ::glances to my right:: And yours is a glass of wine.

Me: Hey, at least I won’t CARE about the zombie apocalypse!

That’s how we roll.

4-wines

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