jerks

For whatever reason, this one really cracks me up.

cheese sandwich

Not only does Chris draw me a note everyday, but he actually packs a lunch for me as well. What a guy, right??

laundry day

funny and cute

Last night Chris asked me if I had a request for a note. I told him I wanted something funny and cute. Hmmm . . .

weeeeeeeeee!

I feel just like this when I leave work every Friday afternoon.

r.i.p. stitches

Before Charlie, we had a goldfish named Stitches. Stitches was with us for a little over three years. It may be possible that I'm the only (adult) person who's ever cried when their goldfish died, but that little guy had a lot of personality.

super brady

five more minutes

Apparently I'm quite difficult to wake up in the morning. "Five more minutes" is the one sentence I can muster even in the deepest of sleeps.

jitters

two for one

freaks

To explain this note would be to reveal what strange freaks Chris and I really are.

spelling bee

It's a good thing Chris can draw, 'cause he's not winning any spelling bees.

it's hair cuttin' time

he's a honey of an o

The wierder or goofier the note, the more tired I know Chris is when he draws it. I leave for work at 6:30 am, so he usually draws my notes in the wee hours of the morning before I go.

objects may appear larger than they actually are

One of my favorite things about my lunch notes is how Chris draws the two of us. Normally we look quite cute. I'm not sure why he drew himself with a ginormous head in this one. I swear he's actually quite proportional.

swamp thing

We got a wicked storm last night here in the St. Louis area. It usually takes about four drops of rain to turn our backyard into marshland so needless to say today's note was inspired by our yard this morning.