Amanda Takes Off...

Apparently I make ramyeon the wrong way.

Good Man is a blanket destroyer. I have no idea how he does it, but when I wake up in the morning, it looks like a tornado has hit our bed. A tornado I never felt. At least he doesn't try and push me out of bed all night like he did when we lived in Korea. (That bed was smaller.)

Good Man sleeps in his cloths. Not night clothes, but rather whatever he wore that day.

I have a hell of a lot of yarn. "If you calculate all of the money you spent on yarn, it's bigger than my computer. Which means if you calculate all of the yarns, it's bigger than the money we spend on the wedding. Which means you have no reason to argue about how much I've spent on my computer."

Good Man is adept—masterful, even—at dish sculptures.