Ho, hum. Sigh.
Today's the day...
The one day a year that Blue Cross & Blue Shield pays my gynecologist to fondle my funbags and coochie. Gross.
I go every freaking year because I believe in preventative medicine. But I really hate it. It's just so damn...GROSS. Did I say that already?
Anyway, last night before falling asleep, I asked Hubby to wake me up this morning a half hour earlier than usual. I wanted to take some extra time to prepare for my doctor's appointment A.K.A. It's called GROOMING, people. Ladies? You know what I'm talkin' about.
So, this morning, as I was already kinda sorta starting to awaken, I heard this (CLICK HERE) coming from Hubby's iPhone, which was on the sink in the bathroom.
This was waiting for me as well:
This was Hubby's way of helping me get my day off to a good start.
Cute. I know.
But, now I can't get THAT DAMN song out of my head (and you KNOW I'll be singing that shit during my exam)!
And neither can you.
Sorry about that (not really).